neat stuff

Now this is a really, really old one .....

Tensions are always brokered with more tensions

Me and Mrs Rottenhead nearly parted our ways, but we pulled through stronger than ever. Phew! When you pull at that thread And watch the world unfurl Around you Please don’t pick at that scab Leave it well alone Or it will never mend…

A little dark...... I stand at the junction between life & death As the count begins to rise The darkened moon weeps but is blind to the grief Of the ones left behind We weep but we can not hide Daytime nighttime the hunt for…

a few nights ago riding my electric scooter in pitch black darkness (flash light broken) i could of sworn i thought bigfoot was creeping on me the whole way behind the hedge bushes.