Monday, December 28, 2009

Stay in bed 'til we feel alright!


Nobody wants to write their own eulogy.

It's been fun and frantic, but it can't last forever,

I'm worn out though, and a little tired of things that look black, but taste red.

But isn't that what infinity is all about?
Being really worn out?

Thanks for reading, and for listening, and for checking, and for existing, and for ignoring, sometimes!

www.guaranteedsweetness.tumblr.com

You can find me here if you don't mind trailing through some bullshit, some mud, and some words. Beneath it, there is music! Unless you're deaf, and you're just hear for the words.

In the great words of Lucas,
I do not regret the things I have done, but those I did not do!

This'll be up for another day or two, so download the song, it's everything we've all been feeling forever!

Remember, listening to this shit will make you sterile.

Love,

Nehmetallah, Norman
M.D