Friday, 14 February 2014

Calls


Calls


Don't you just like those calls from friends?                                                                              
Saying they went to see a certain goth band and do I remember them?                                              Actually, I don't.                                                                                                                           
 
So I'll check them out.                                                                                                        
Rather have a call like that, a pleasant one, than a bad one.                                                                             
I've took an overdose cos my boyfriend did something bad.                                                        Call me an ambulance.                                                                                                                    
I'd rather mix Nitroglycerine and sit on a one legged stool than take bad calls.                                                                        
As my mate asks, why do I attract a certain type of person and situation?                                   
I don't write the book of life, I write the books about the book of life.                                                   It's not all roses and kisses.

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