limbo rock...

"everyone talks the talk but how many walk the walk?"

*silence today*

jack be nimble jack be quick, jack go under limbo stick... how low can you go?
thats makes about as much sense as the schit going on around me right now. it seems i've kinda slipped back into time and re-entered secondary school. everything's gone backwards. children acting like they know it all, and adults acting like friggin kids in a playground. .... "what the?"
poeple make things harder than they should be and gettin all uptight in a loose t-shirt. why in gay hell make a bigger deal out of something that isn't? have you nothing better to do with your life? is there not enough craziness outside?
PEOPLE..... CHILL THE FUCK OUT!
talking myself into a rage.
"what the?"
random thought *this should be right bout the point where i turn and run*
there's nothing to run from. don't turn mole hills into mountains. those things take time... years upon years of sand and wind. only fools rush in...