Things could get wicked!
Date: July 22, twenty'o'five, the time: 11:39 p.m.
the raindrops murmur on the window sill, their soft patter reminds me how empty my imagination is at this point... and how my thoughts seem to echo in the silence of my mind...finally...new sound...I think
STILL......................... NO GODDAMN POST!!! aaaaaaaaaaccck!
thats when i realised i needed HELP... HELP from those whom I honestly consider the BEST in the business...
It continues to pour, rains mercilessly... I realise I have been guilty of some really low down ASS KISSIN' Beggin someone else to write some articles on my blog!!!
Who else can stoop sooooooo low... only a desparate man, I think!? but no...
I take this opportunity to thank all those who do contribute... May the GOD OF CREATIVITY BLESS YOU WHOLE HEARTEDLY...
.MOre OF YOu MoRE oF Me.
the raindrops murmur on the window sill, their soft patter reminds me how empty my imagination is at this point... and how my thoughts seem to echo in the silence of my mind...finally...new sound...I think
STILL......................... NO GODDAMN POST!!! aaaaaaaaaaccck!
thats when i realised i needed HELP... HELP from those whom I honestly consider the BEST in the business...
It continues to pour, rains mercilessly... I realise I have been guilty of some really low down ASS KISSIN' Beggin someone else to write some articles on my blog!!!
Who else can stoop sooooooo low... only a desparate man, I think!? but no...
I take this opportunity to thank all those who do contribute... May the GOD OF CREATIVITY BLESS YOU WHOLE HEARTEDLY...
.MOre OF YOu MoRE oF Me.
