Ha

Bitter grip left all my shit to reveal and then disapear, only to be reminded of it again, well I guess it all depends, on what? heck if I know, just another wallower in the weeping willows of life, darkened clouds scream down pour coming your way, hurricane, maybe... so why not send the children out to play, thats what I did for fun back in the day, wear baggy clothes and see if the wind will take you away, such fond memories.