Fred Jones was worn down. From caring for his often. Screaming and crying wife. During the day but. He couldn't sleep at night for fear that she. In a stupor from the drugs that didn't even.
Howard, the strangest things. Have happened lately when I. Take a good swing at all my dreams. They pivot and slip. I drop my fists and they're back. Laughing.
Well i thought about the army. Dad said, son you're fucking high. And i thought, yeah there's a first for everything. So i took my old man's advice. Three sad semesters.
Saw a silhouette across a fluorescent. Floating overhead, undoing his helmet. Through the murky beams and blue-green sea life. I saw him spinnin' towards the moonlight.
Howard, the strangest things. Have happened lately. When I take a good swing. And all my dreams they pivot and slip. I drop my fists. And they're back, laughing.
Tell yourself a biggest lie, lose yourself. You can't run, but you can't hide, lose yourself. Baby, it's your time. . Tell your momma that you're fine, lose yourself.
While I held you with our undry eyes. Happy years pass by, it's okay to cry. . After all in the end. Just pretend. . Well, it's sticks and stones and broken homes.
Choose from any number of magazines. Who do you want to be?. Billy Idol or Kool Moe Dee?. . If you're afraid they might discover your redneck past. There are a hundred ways to cover your redneck past.
Good morning, mr. ben. it's about 6:30, winston-salem, north carolina. just laying here in the bed, half awake, half asleep, thinking about you. I was, uh, wondering if you were looking after yo.
6:49 A.M. Friday, November 20. . Good morning, Mr. Ben, it's about 6:30. Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Just laying here in the bed, half awake, half asleep.
I'd like to tell you, like to tell you. Tell you everything. 'Cause nothing changes, ever changes. Doesn't seem the same these days. . Dave's been a mess since Cheryl left.
Barren stares as they light up the screen. Bearing teardrops that shatter in slow motion. Novocaine our brains and we're out like lights. . But as I'm growing older I'm bored.
For the benefit of Tom and Mary before our guests arrive. If they haven't found out already it's gonna blow their minds. Will they find the strength to find the will to testify.
Well, she crept back in the house at half past three. Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep. "If you really loved me," she said. "I wouldn't have to be so mean".
Destiny was calling. Monday afternoon. Wednesday you'll be crawling. And you'll pray to be there soon. With sports and wine, yeah yeah. Sports and wine, no, no.
Leaf by leaf and page by page. Throw this book away. All the sadness, all the rage. Throw this book away. . Rip out the binding and tear the glue. And all of the grief we never even knew.
Satan is my Master. He has always been. He tells me what to do. He buys my metallica records for me. And sometimes I think. . Satan is my Master.
I thought about sitting on the floor in second grade. I couldn't keep the pace. I thought I was the only one moving in slow motion. While the other kids knew something I did not.
September '75 I was 47 inches high. Mom said someday I would have. A bad ass mother G.I. Joe. For your little minds to blow. I still got beat up after class.
September '75 I was 47 inches high. Mom said by Christmas I would have. A bad ass mother G.I. Joe. For your little minds to blow. I still got beat up after class.