dear tunes in my head diary,
allot of times i wake up in the mornings and hear music in my head. this morning it was Jungle Love by the time- i think- sung by them anyway. ima screw around and give my age away again. i don't care about that really tho. people have a hard time believing it when i straight tell them- that and i still get carded for cigarettes. life ain't all bad. shit- who can say their waitress thought their son was their BOYFRIEND??? oh hail YES?!? SHOUT OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE LADY! bet you that shit ain't happenin to old cuntface. i need to shut up tho because age is starting to creep up on me. i wont be like this forever. i need to get used to the face that i too am gunna get. a wrinkled up face and that dumb looking chin and a witch nose- the meat on my cheeks will sink away and my hair will turn gray- and i will prolly dye it yellow- and i might need glasses- and i might be bitter- and my mind might splinter. i might end up walking all slow and bent over or i might not even be alive at 45.
allot of times i wake up in the mornings and hear music in my head. this morning it was Jungle Love by the time- i think- sung by them anyway. ima screw around and give my age away again. i don't care about that really tho. people have a hard time believing it when i straight tell them- that and i still get carded for cigarettes. life ain't all bad. shit- who can say their waitress thought their son was their BOYFRIEND??? oh hail YES?!? SHOUT OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE LADY! bet you that shit ain't happenin to old cuntface. i need to shut up tho because age is starting to creep up on me. i wont be like this forever. i need to get used to the face that i too am gunna get. a wrinkled up face and that dumb looking chin and a witch nose- the meat on my cheeks will sink away and my hair will turn gray- and i will prolly dye it yellow- and i might need glasses- and i might be bitter- and my mind might splinter. i might end up walking all slow and bent over or i might not even be alive at 45.
