the look...

on a bike...next July- the warm summer wind...on a full moon night...rollin' hard on my shovel! (alone!no doubt, half-blazed cryin'...)this post was almost just too gay, but I had too...i've had some really,really bad ideas,but every once in a while lightning strikes from left field...sometimes i've had to live it down- being called- fag, every other day or so....after a while,you cry on the inside only,and just loathe... yourself...