Tuesday, May 5, 2009

stomping around

i wanna run fast, hide in the grass, stalk my prey, be feared by many, climb tall tree's, rip my enemies apart with my claws, snarl at the moon, sleep in the hot sun, not pay rent, not pay for health insurance, not care about anything, have an amazing mane of hair that poofs out like you wouldnt beleive, lead the pack across the desert, forget about material things and have a banging set of fangs, i wanna be irresistably soft but so help me god if you try to pet me.


Jack Carr said...

hahaha, this one is amazing. And fuck the rent cheque yo.

Anne said...