now, halifaxxxxx is depressed because his beloved Patriots have been caught cheating....he can't believe Gisele would let Tom do that....I'll bet he's back in his ratty (shitty?) bathrobe.
I’m in a dark, dark place. Wearing my shitty bathrobe, curled up in a fetal position, on my side, rocking, laying in the cat box, head covered with my expansive, shitty bath robe, moaning. These are dark times indeed. First the turtle, then the Patriots, then the ridicule, followed by pain. I’m on the journey, seeking truth and salvation. My pre-sets on hold, the creative juice dead, almost like this thread. I seek, I smell, I wallow. While I enjoy the ingredients that make up White Russians individually, together, mixed, with ice, not so much. Oh the pain. My limited edition, signed, numbered, 8 different colored LP box set with my greatest hits, outtakes, originals, covers and never before performed or heard instant classics, vault series compilation of songs is on hold. However, if and when I recover from this very dark and cruel world in which I currently inhabit my first order of business will be imalive’s request for I must always keep the fans happy and satiated with my genius. However, currently, the prospects look bleak for my creative genius to flourish ever again and if anyone of you fine degenerate and/or elitist fucks want to take the reins like a love boat captain, feel free, for through the process you shall seek and find truth, compassion and eternity. Come. Don’t be afraid. Help a degenerate out.
now, halifaxxxxx is depressed because his beloved Patriots have been caught cheating....he can't believe Gisele would let Tom do that....I'll bet he's back in his ratty (shitty?) bathrobe.
I’m in a dark, dark place. Wearing my shitty bathrobe, curled up in a fetal position, on my side, rocking, laying in the cat box, head covered with my expansive, shitty bath robe, moaning. These are dark times indeed. First the turtle, then the Patriots, then the ridicule, followed by pain. I’m on the journey, seeking truth and salvation. My pre-sets on hold, the creative juice dead, almost like this thread. I seek, I smell, I wallow. While I enjoy the ingredients that make up White Russians individually, together, mixed, with ice, not so much. Oh the pain. My limited edition, signed, numbered, 8 different colored LP box set with my greatest hits, outtakes, originals, covers and never before performed or heard instant classics, vault series compilation of songs is on hold. However, if and when I recover from this very dark and cruel world in which I currently inhabit my first order of business will be imalive’s request for I must always keep the fans happy and satiated with my genius. However, currently, the prospects look bleak for my creative genius to flourish ever again and if anyone of you fine degenerate and/or elitist fucks want to take the reins like a love boat captain, feel free, for through the process you shall seek and find truth, compassion and eternity. Come. Don’t be afraid. Help a degenerate out.
I'm upright. Indian cross legged style. Shitty Bathrobe safely ensconced around and over my he'd. I've started a fire of dried cat dung. I'm breathing deeply.
I'm upright. Indian cross legged style. Shitty Bathrobe safely ensconced around and over my he'd. I've started a fire of dried cat dung. I'm breathing deeply.
I'm upright. Indian cross legged style. Shitty Bathrobe safely ensconced around and over my he'd. I've started a fire of dried cat dung. I'm breathing deeply.
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Bathrobes, I think.
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You never really had to begin with.
Sometimes it's not the song that makes you emotional it's the people and things that come to your mind when you hear it.
I’m in a dark, dark place. Wearing my shitty bathrobe, curled up in a fetal position, on my side, rocking, laying in the cat box, head covered with my expansive, shitty bath robe, moaning. These are dark times indeed. First the turtle, then the Patriots, then the ridicule, followed by pain. I’m on the journey, seeking truth and salvation. My pre-sets on hold, the creative juice dead, almost like this thread. I seek, I smell, I wallow. While I enjoy the ingredients that make up White Russians individually, together, mixed, with ice, not so much. Oh the pain. My limited edition, signed, numbered, 8 different colored LP box set with my greatest hits, outtakes, originals, covers and never before performed or heard instant classics, vault series compilation of songs is on hold. However, if and when I recover from this very dark and cruel world in which I currently inhabit my first order of business will be imalive’s request for I must always keep the fans happy and satiated with my genius. However, currently, the prospects look bleak for my creative genius to flourish ever again and if anyone of you fine degenerate and/or elitist fucks want to take the reins like a love boat captain, feel free, for through the process you shall seek and find truth, compassion and eternity. Come. Don’t be afraid. Help a degenerate out.
Darkness
Libtardaplorable©. And proud of it.
Brilliantati©
Noooooo, Halifaxxxxxx, don't goooooooo!
You never really had to begin with.
Sometimes it's not the song that makes you emotional it's the people and things that come to your mind when you hear it.
Darkness.
Libtardaplorable©. And proud of it.
Brilliantati©
Hahahahahaha!
Another habit says its long overdue
Another habit like an unwanted friend
I'm so happy with my righteous self
Another habit says its long overdue
Another habit like an unwanted friend
I'm so happy with my righteous self
Posted that in the wrong thread!! Lol
I was just going to say.....lol
You never really had to begin with.
Sometimes it's not the song that makes you emotional it's the people and things that come to your mind when you hear it.
Another habit says its long overdue
Another habit like an unwanted friend
I'm so happy with my righteous self
Works in so many situations.
You never really had to begin with.
Sometimes it's not the song that makes you emotional it's the people and things that come to your mind when you hear it.
If you're not confused, you're not paying attention.
Don't think the stars found out, do ya?
8/08 - Ed solo in DC, 6/09 Ed in B'more,
10/10 - Brad in B'more