December 2011
48 posts
7 & 5
sitting with my legs crossed,staring at the wall,ill light another cigarette and wait for you to call, you’ve got alot to talk about theres nothing much to say, when all i really care about is that youre doing okay, seven and five are keeping us alive, well how do they do that tell when the sun will die, well they dont know nothing except how to lie, well seven and five is where we belong,...
