Not entirely sure whether it's anger or frustration. It slides gracefuly through my veins as if returning to the safety of its home. Why am I giving it so much thought?
Yet further complications to my simple little life. Maybe I will return to my drink-fuelled dream world. I like it there. The grass-snakes say nice things to me.
Yet further complications to my simple little life. Maybe I will return to my drink-fuelled dream world. I like it there. The grass-snakes say nice things to me.