Sunday, May 23, 2010

Malice drinks one-half of its own poison

I won't mention the word tired...
This is the 20th century and I can go around a little faster.
 I'm only 24/7.
Somehow,
I'm tired of trying to get other people to see into my brain.
But life is a damn long process of getting tired.
So get mad, then get over it.
Quick men get tired; big men don't shrink!

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