Saturday 26 September 2009

Spitting Come

I don't what it is about it, being lost, that scared you so much that time, I realised I've wanted to die so many times that I can float. Do you know it means to die? Probably not. I woke up with my heart beating in a panic. I flogged my inanimate dick last night. I was sleepless at 2:45 in the morning in Tokyo I switched on the tv and the manchester derby was on japanese television. Sometimes things are so accelerated for me they make me want to spit my come down on the faces of all the people I used to see. I was there. 4-3. I was there. Even the TV screamed when they scored and all the japanese characters turned into english as they ran. Manchester United 4 - Manchester City 3. I was there.

-LPM

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