Zack Sang, I wanna wear your skin
Zack Sang, oh won’t you let me in
Zack Sang, don’t ya tell me no
Zack Sang, you’re on my radio-o-o… 120 more words
3 months ago
Other people are dealing with real problems, and I am just getting bogged down with goofy stuff.
Our thermostat has decided to become a free agent. 303 more words
A Portrait of The Young Artist: Obsidian Suede
This post comes from a very recent experience. It caught me off guard and annoyed the shit outta me. Let me fill you in.
During the summer I let a friend borrow a copy of on of my most cherished books, The Autobiography of Malcolm X. 310 more words
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