i spent the past 3 hours i believe watching a show on discovery about changing normal cars into really crazy things. it was pretty interesting.there's this song on a compilation cd i got for free that has some true lyrics.
you're just one of those troubled girls
using me for everythign but love
don't make excuses for what you did to me
you'd kissed me
and dissed me
but now you say you miss me
you used me
confused mebut you don't want to lose me
don't acknowledge me anymore
i'm just another score
and i realized something. that's the way i was with the last girls i dated/liked. and how i am with most people.i'm everyone's personal therapist, and in return i get a jimmy-kick. i mean and it's not some weak ass jimmy kick. no sir it's a nice full wind-up and extension.
sadly i don't know if it'll ever change.
scud