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April 8th, 2019

Monday 8th April 2019.

Tonights blank screen frightens me at this moment, the shere size evaporates my mind, as it tugs towards the nights pillow and those pink laced Goblins whom visit each night to trawl through my mind half kicking it to boxed clever dreams so far fetched and out of reach i am thankful that they soon slip away into the unknown morning air.
I have a tinge of sadness on two fronts today, one i have filled up my I-pod..does this mean to stop buying music or start chopping and changing which i saldy do not want to do....And  a tale from work has  gone the runaround that a young cock has told management to stuff the job to day....i do hope this is just a tale from the river bank..as i did have a soft spot for him he quite reminded me of my youth before the old tranny in stockings made a home within...this old soul he always made me smile even if i was standing in the pouring rain at 5am in the morning...for me he will be sadly missed and for good simple reasons rather than what hides in his pants...Life is as they say....sometimes it's heaped full of S........So Goeth....

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