i get so into life sometimes that I fok it all up bigtime.s'like - the enthusiam to leap forth is there - just blind to the fact the safety net is worn to shreds.now then - that probably is definately the booze talking
true - but have you ever had that feeling when you know youre about to take the wrong decision due to curiousity that you are living life to the full? I have and sometimes it turns out to be right.sometimes not - the rich tapestry
man think life is mapped out for all of us dude ........life is a theatre but who holds the strings man .........believe in life man life is death therefore its eternal .............teach our children to see beyond the surface .......great spirit love that tune
hang on - now you sound american dude.I've had loads of mates from machester and liverpool over the past year - they usually crucify me for guessing their accents wrong.But then again i can't really type in a brummy accent - unless i say something like... yow alrigghhht mate? ows yower kid doin? I eard eees fouked off up north agen ain eee? but i think your right.but whatever you do - dont ever find that map - else its like reading the end of the boook.I never had the stomach for clairvoyants,and i dont reckon your one - just take life as it comes..
i"m everton my friend not liveeeeeeeeerrrrrrpoooooool their la .......alriiiiiiiitttttt.........madferrrrrrrrriiiiiiiittttt.
What was the question..? My accent is so middle-class it hurts. Sometimes slip into a bit of 'Aaaamshire, sometimes though.