White chics chewing the end of cigarettes,
Lil bong bitches, in ugly faded jeans.
Watching a movie, and thinking you'll change the world?
What do I need?
A blue sky vacation. Can't do those anymore.
Who am I?
40 Business cards in a plastic box.
Can I sing a sad song? Can I turn it around?
Labels: Free Form
3 Comments:
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On Monday, March 27, 2006 2:00:00 pm
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Nice. Hmm...yours?
Raagini
Illusionary said... On Tuesday, March 28, 2006 3:02:00 pm
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nice post.I like that line.."Who am I? 50 cards in a plastic box."
Rohan said... On Wednesday, March 29, 2006 11:17:00 am
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Yeah nifty, aint it? Business cards I mean.
Put in all that others wanna know - in a rectangular piece of stiff paper.
And here we write rambling blogs, as a way of self expression!
I know...I know - being all sarcastic again! :-)
Keep coming back!
Cheers!