it’s a good thing I have a calculator , I might never gotten back in here.
I’m back as you might gather by the stain on your jeans —– Nottin’ seems to have evolved much —- Ah look at who’s talken
I’m not sure i fit in here, i feel like a square pin in a round hole or visa-versa
Nothin’ like a new Circus with the same old clowns, no offense
I lived so long
Through calm and rage
To find, I have
No social page