Friday, November 6, 2009

There aint no rest for the wicked, money doesnt grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, aint nothin' in this world for free.

Hm, well, lets give this a go.

I can't slow down, I can't hold back, though you know I wish I could. No there aint no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

Today I feel like a thief, kinda good, I like it, and I really do consider myself to be one of those wicked people. Gotta get by somehow, and hell, you've all thought about it. Only people you thieve from are people you have nothing to do with. They don't know you at all. Just walk away. Hell, I love this life.

Anyway, I talked to Ally, and I'm still iffy about it all, I don't know what I want to do. Guess Ill cross that bridge when I get to it. For some reason, its just not seeming like that big of a deal.

Aint no rest for the wicked, later!

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