It’s not to everyone’s taste – but you have to have the nasty so that the nice doesn’t lose it’s saccharine loveliness. In every chicken casserole, there’s always going to be a knobble of something slimy and crunchy that’ll make you gag, (for you veggie types, substitute the mouldy satsuma in the bottom of the fruit bowl).
i make no apologies – it’s not sl, it’s not funny, it’s not clever or particularly skilled… it just crawled out of the depths of my brain one day and lay there, festering until i did something with it.
Alt. life: – like mucus, it has a purpose, but nobody knows what it is.
I will break into your thoughts
With what’s written on my heart
Flyleaf – I’m So Sick