that's my mama

this is the last chance in this reality this is your last chance in this physical world you cannot go back enjoy it while it lasts you cannot go back.

"where are the children now?"

"they live with their mother."

you can't write that you have to steal it. she's a writer. yes, she is she writes poems. and plays she's got a name.

busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy.

hi mom. no.

the white buffalo chased me so i hid in the tire.

eat it.

you only get one chance.

the leaves are falling.