Sunday, September 28, 2008

Deck'd out Dire

I've come to realize that more than half the furnishings in this hell hole rent a space my father put in my face is a combined effort of me and mines that dug up w/o a case. The dirt I done kicked up makes up for the work he ain't picked up. I know it ain't your fault, but I can't explain it to you by default, language.

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