oh man am I tired.
I'm just cranking this stuff out
left and right.
I think I got about a week and a half left
til the big deal
be there or be square.
-sold-
I thought this would be a nice sock monster,
considering he's all flowery.
Little did I know,
he got an attitude overnight.
Musta been talking to the chewed up dog toys.
-sold-
and my last.
My father refused to cook it,
told me to throw it back before I killed it.
I lost all passion for fishing.
I mainly liked digging up worms for bait.
And yes, that is the one and only
"Pocket Fisherman."
Its true.
9am class and I couldn't
or wouldn't get out of bed.
who is creative at 9am?
I fought a lot with my teachers.
I'm almost positive they hated me a bit.
I didn't want to talk about
'what it meant.'
I just wanted to make stuff.
-SOLD-