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LITTLE THINGS
never expected to become
such a fucking loser
dropping off my goals
like sweaty socks
after a meagre jog
now i just walk
and take things lazier
than a hibernating bear
still i trust the process
i always knew it was impossible
This reminds me of one of my
This reminds me of one of my dormitory in 1977 who, having finished a jog, returned to toss his sweaty socks on to his absent roommate's fastidiously made bed (made as if in a motel room). Then because of the heat, he put on a sleeveless tee to which he added baggy, bootcut jeans. He selected flipflops, but during our short walk to the Dining Hall, the flops just dangled from his right hand's fingers; and, during the meal, they sat on one of the untaken chairs at our table. His flip-flops did not get a lot of mileage on campus.
Starward
trick or treat, smell my feet
trick or treat, smell my feet
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not
strong words with a powerful
strong words with a powerful message. you have talent
Aw thank you!
Aw thank you!
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not