Guide the Car, You`ve got the Keys

Play DEAD, lovely.

It`s only 11ish and i feel like half my day`s gone.

Tuition in the morning.
Got myself tangled up in microtubules and was pulled apart to both ends of my room.
In my mind was screaming, "Come on, let`s do some crossing over of our brains Ms Tutor."
Even if that means all hail racial harmony, I`m determined to give it a shot.
Alright who am I kidding, ignore the Latter.

I`m finally crashing town tday.
Double dating..maybe?
Definately after I`ve compiled my part of WR and research on EoM.

Dang,
left my shades that I wish`re hopefully intact that`s in the car that`s in the garage because of Friday`s car accident.
What should i wear what should i wear, hmmm.

Countdown to MotherMidFuckerCourse.
About, 49 days max?
Holy Shithead.
I`m off to mug, mug, mug, and mug, mug, mug non-stop.

Three Cheers!
For my Pants`re on Fire.


You`re gonna want my fingerprints on you tonight.