Post by Chav on Sept 1, 2004 15:43:10 GMT -5
peter doherty takes drugs. he is unwell and sometimes breaks the law. i am a hippopotumus of lurve. rumours are selfish cunt are post ironica with their cock in mouth stories of royal whoreness. the answer my friend is very fucking passe. mumbling and cut and pasting post ironic blurb of a heraldic ginger one of irish decent who spent a year comatosed. lovers, peter doherty was not this soul no matter what your prayers may ask! plug up the firewall coz a hard rains a gonna fall when the tabloids and broadsheet tabloids catch whiff of londons saviour. Vahc walks alone like jack the ripper tonight, entrails placed around the neck of the whore mr mcgee. here am i little fly completley fucking devoid of shepards pie. spare me some love not like the poor soul kicked to death on highbury station but days since for no crime but looking like a mugger (witnesses say not even a remote threat was posed). Carl Barat singggggggggsasongasixpense of narcissits. was there a being here who did not flicker thru the dark pages of dazed and confused...carlos is dorian grey altho not for a day...so post hostile you will be in your internet bubble car from which bullets cannae pass thru. unlikely story but im sure were given hope. lets lay of the fruity pastilles this day....though the night was made for loving and the day returns too soon, so we'll go no more a roving (Vahc and I) by the light of the motherfucking mooooooooooooooon...
