I'm Going, She Said. I Love You

The Whole Lsd, Stp, Marijuana, Heroin, Hashish, Prescription Cough Medicine Crowd Suffers From The "watchtower" Itch: You Gotta Be With Us, Man, Or You're Out, You're Dead. This Pitch Is A Continual And Seeming Must With Those Who Use The Stuff. It's No Wonder They Keep Getting Busted.

I Often Carry Things To Read So That I Will Not Have To Look At The People.

There's No Chance At All: We Are All Trapped By A Singular Fate.

Human Relationships Are Strange. I Mean, You Are With One Person A While, Eating And Sleeping And Living With Them, Loving Them, Talking To Them, Going Places Together, And Then It Stops.

Pretty Words, As Pretty Women, Wrinkle Up And Die.