Finding roaches in the pot

It's my bed sheet covered with sand, Sitting through a shitty band, Getting dog shit on my hands, Getting hassled by the man, Waking up to an alarm, Sticking needles in your arm, Picking up trash on a freeway, Feeling depressed everyday, Leaving without making a sound, Picking my dog at the pound, Living in a tweeker pad, Getting yelled at by my dad, Saying I'm happy when I'm not, Finding roaches in the pot. All these things I do, They're waiting for you. - Brad Nowell (RIP '96)

Saturday, April 02, 2005

Blog #1

What the hell is a blog, anyway?
Why isn't there a little blisclaimer exblaining what a blog is?

I laughed a lot at that.

Blye,
- Mikey.

Finding roaches in the pot

Saturday, April 02, 2005

Blog #1

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