June 21, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong
June 21, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Adventurer's Log || YouTube || Facebook || Tip.it Times Work || Wanna Join the Editorial Panel?Maxed Out 01 October 2012 PDT
June 21, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong
June 21, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot Adventurer's Log || YouTube || Facebook || Tip.it Times Work || Wanna Join the Editorial Panel?Maxed Out 01 October 2012 PDT
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Adventurer's Log || YouTube || Facebook || Tip.it Times Work || Wanna Join the Editorial Panel?Maxed Out 01 October 2012 PDT
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not
June 22, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not Hell became too hot
June 23, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not Hell became too hot and became a dot and now a knot that won't be untied From my heart comes The secret I lied
June 23, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not Hell became too hot and became a dot and now a knot that won't be untied From my heart comes The secret I lied That my aunt died
June 23, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not Hell became too hot and became a dot and now a knot that won't be untied From my heart comes The secret I lied That my aunt died I will not hide
June 23, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not Hell became too hot and became a dot and now a knot that won't be untied From my heart comes The secret I lied That my aunt died I will not hide my brain is fried
June 23, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not Hell became too hot and became a dot and now a knot that won't be untied From my heart comes The secret I lied That my aunt died I will not hide my brain is fried don't stop with this
June 23, 200422 yr And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot And so it begins. A future with sins. But there's life within the empty promisses of the old broken bin chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling sweet, loving voices calling the echo of noobs, begging and balling..... and little babies crawling and people simply drawing... and i come out. from said to shout and shout to pout I called to dad cursed him out. Without no doubt Until I seek sight By the gentle moonlight Where all seemed right But yet, still quite Purple short people running out of my dreams and into my life all making the world Life beautiful with love but something is wrong In the eternal song Something with ping pong It might have been you have something to chew. For what is not A dream I forgot A crying little robot Captive of insidious plot Beneath the dreaded spot Cows in a feedlot More often than not Hell became too hot and became a dot and now a knot that won't be untied From my heart comes The secret I lied That my aunt died I will not hide my brain is fried don't stop with this oops I gotta p*ss I want to kiss
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