Please pass over your elixir drink Today the world is much to bludgening I need to numb me back into the womb And there I will do cartwheels if there's room. If you could turn it all down just a notch. I wouldn't have to knock all of your socks off. Oh and I heard that spice girl thats named "posh". I've got some time since I've broke my watch.
This is a quote from my then three and a half year old son, Dylan, and the basis on which the idea for this blog was born. I have severe social anxiety disorder. I struggle daily with conversations, basic human interactions, personal relationships, and many aspects of life in general.
Tom: B tabbed by mikehasnolife Pretty easy song. Nothing special. The verses and choruses are the same thing, I didn't out everything since it's all just a bunch of repeats until the bridge. And she is pale and I am smitten and in the moonlight we both still like the smell of anything night blooming, and she bites through the necks like Ginsu: my sweet sweet heartkiller, my sweet sweet heartkiller, my sweet sweet heartkiller, my sweet sweet heartkiller. Next to walls that jut from the earth like frozen trajectories of superheroes, we nibble and jest about things that drain and the taste of lust.