Wednesday, September 20, 2006

blick's trail

I know no thing is ever lying or crying or denying if its needs are pleased. Life would be wonderful if I was not quite so old. You're always calling me, but I'm never needed. I could be the lover of anybody but her. Anybody but Betty. Silver linings came and went when I was an innocent, never knowing demons dance alone. She was neglected, but no one expected she'd hold her breath for ever and ever.

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But me, I'd rather play Residents, 'cause I don't give a
forgive me if I hesitate.
-The Air is Getting Slippery, Primus