commercials I can stand...

Damn...
I'm on Fake Book...
tzzzzzzzzzz...

Pondering thoughts
transfering like flickering rays
over my sleepless night
Purple old dust came out
from under my bed
I saw all my lost dreams
arriving from the far a ways

Angel ene

peace

Art: why do you do the crazy eyes in photos
Angel: what crazy eyes???
Angel: what u mean?
Angel: I dont do deli gözler
Art: yeah you do

I hate telephones and I barely never answering it...
But I do have some good days where I actually take the time to be polite,
like today:

XX: I'm coming home now, & I've eaten...
Me: Lø lø...
XX: I'm guessing you're laughing now :)
Me: Lø lø løø?

Inside my head I can be anything...

The
right
time
sometimes
come
any
time
&
one time
can
be
this time