Scars on Broadway

I smacked your face
You fell in love when I said
"Fuck your mom!"
I looked at you said
"It's all over"
I turned around and
Walked away, and you just
Grabbed my arm
I looked at you said
"I can't stay sober"

Ohai.

Yes, I know, weird song choice. Not really caring at this point though. No one song really describes the many thoughts that are going through my mind at this current time. I spent the other night on the roof, then started to write what I consider one of my longest blog posts yet. Not quite sure when/if I'll finish it. But oh well.

Come eat some chemicals with me. Come eat some chemicals.

Madness
Feeling scared
Looking around and nobody there
When I say
"Fuck the world, let's get ready to rock."
As I piss on your face
While you suck on my cock

Today at work, I was the bun bitch. Yeah, great position title, hu? (No wonder people are spreading the rumor around that I'm actually gay.) It felt like I was back at the factory again. Working with someone would can't speak good English, no one to talk to, just me and my thoughts. A friend of mine wanted me to go with them to the canal today, but obviously I had to go to work. Really wish I could have gone. Would've been nice to see her smile.

Oh maybe baby, won't you rape me
Won't you fantasize
About the time when we were lovers
I try to phone you
Try to warn you but no compromise
I grab your ass under the covers.

Think I'm going on the roof again tonight. Maybe just go to bed. Fairly easy shift tomorrow. Off at four. Maybe I'll try to make plans with her? Or him? Or them?

Oh, the adventures we have.

Come eat some chemicals with me. Come eat some chemicals.

Obai.