
Originally Posted by
Calipso
I'm nuts and I don't juice.
Here is a quote from one of my favorite songs:
"Using my inhibitions, calling my intuitions. Something's going on if I'm feeling not superstitious I'm vicious, I'm trapped inside the paradox, when my thoughts getting twisted like some dreadlocks. I never or ever wondered bout the Voodoo. I sing the Voodoo, now my deepest fears is coming through...I never loved ya, but I hate ya Isle. How could I love you, how, because I hate you now! So when you, I take you under with the wickedness, and with the wickedness I make a preacher slit his fuckin' wrist. No comin' near me, when I'm thinking this. Cuz when I'm thinking this, I'm thinking suicidalist UGHHHH! So back up off me, bust a brain cell. I bust a brain cell. I fall asleep and dream about hell. Some wonder why I'm calling ya'll. The sky is falling ya'll. But after all, it's my deepest fears."
I got lots of anger thus my rapid flames on this board. I'm working on it though.