My blog is about words. I am passionate about writing, and even though I am no Ernest Hemmingway, William S. Burroughs, I am Anna Grace Young, and the blog is my life. Just read it.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Your like a sore on the roof of my mouth that won't heal because I can't stop tounging it.
That's not a bad thing Gledwood. It just means I can't forget about you. Even when I try to go as high as possible or as low as possible. This song is about loosing your mind.
For everyone who has ever lost their mind. Myself and Gledwood included.