I never post anything anymore.  I just come on here to look at the shit you guys post.  I’m good with that for now. 

And I’d just like to say…FUCK YOU, PAULA DEEN’S TEETH.

I’m a ‘hotboxer’ when it comes to smoking cigarettes.  I just can’t help it.  So, thank you Marlboro Skylines for being anti-hotboxing.  Its incredible.  Even though you’re kind of a shitty cigarette after smoking regular Menthols.

So I was at my sister’s prom, and like a proud mama I watched her get crowned queen. Which reminded me of our prom, and when you were the queen. 

Just thought I’d let you know that.

I can’t lift you up cause my mind is tired, it’s family beaches that I desire.
That sacred night where we watched the fireworks
They frightened the babies and you know they’ve got two flashing eyes
And if they are color blind, they make me feel, that you’re only what I see sometimes

Confusion’s not a kidney stone in my brain.
If we’re miscommunicating, do we feel the same?
Cause either way you look at it
you have your fits, I have my fits,
and feeling is good.