Monday, 31 October 2011

Fair Weather

How pleasantly they wish us unwell. Go to hell.


What shall we make of the books that you read?
What shall we make of the words that you said?
What shall we make of the life that you've led?

The sun is high, and the wind is fine.
The time is right for you to die.


MothSmokeLover said...

LOL! Someone pissed the fuck out of someone. I see.

Dreaminglass said...

Umm, not quite. This is borrowed, by the way. But I cannot say just yet from where.

MothSmokeLover said...

Sounds like a song :).

P.s. Thanks for a add on the Twittah world.