........................................................................................................ evryday in words becomes so long ...all staraight roads who turns goes wrong but should be heard to go along .any suggestions all my friends, r drunk and out ...they yawan and stand and fall and shout... thats night-life without a doubt ..any suggestions what has faded was a ok thing ...keep tracing the corners of ring... dont know much what all this will bring ...any suggestions no talent no beauty nothing special...slaves of slaves making towers for babble without even leaving a trace of our travel.....any suggestions we keep rooling like beer bolttles .... up and out our mind battles... emptying hearts to fill serious hassles .....any suggestions..?? .........................................................................................................
