It is not important that you belive this now, but to file it away for future reference. In a year, perhaps two, when the truth finally becomes known, you will look back on this and realize that it was indeed "actual fact".
"When I need relief I spell it: THC
perhaps you may know vaguely what I mean
Isit back and smokeawayhuge
chunks of memory
as I slowly inflict upon myself
a full lobotomy.
Call it Pointless..."
Those close call me Rabbit. I have almost absolutely no social life whatsoever. I live for music. If it were up to me,I would walk around with my guitar 24/7. I'm too lazy to be in a band. I go to Burke, but I wish I just wrapped my umbilical cord around my neck as a fetus. Burke's the home of more drama than a room filled with over-estrogenated teenage girls and Michael Phelps. But I just keep to myself. The less people you know, the less eyes watching when you beef it. I'm friendly. >:|
Who I'd like to meet: They're extra-dimensional beings that an earlier precursor of the space program they made contact with. They are not what they claim to be. They've infiltrated a lot of aspects of the military establishment, particularly the Area 51. Uh, the disasters that are coming, the military, I'm sorry, the government knows about them. And, and there's a lot of safe areas in this world that they could begin moving the population to now.They want those major population centers wiped out so that the, the few that are left will be more easily controllable.
i did i did! i felt soo special. then right afterwards i got in trouble with mr. fucking morrison and he made me move from my table cos i was playing the penis game.
