with an unbelievably forgettable face i am entirely dependent on this time and place and time wastes no time it gets straight to messing things up in my head i guess i'm like everyone else and on that night i put my foot to sleep along with everything in my my ears were listening pleasently to you talking to who and what's with this playing around with us? it's a mystery to me it's the end result of being mean to me and that's fine as long as you realize that you're mean and you talk to much for me too it's the end flip my initials and apply them elsewhere i got the name wrong but not the status