I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps. The nice lady next door talks of green beds and all the nice things that she wants to plant in them. Life’s getting hard in here so i do some gardening.Īnything to take my mind away from where it’s sposed to be. We should ammend that, I pull the sheets back, it’s 40 degrees and i feel like i’m dying. The yard is full of hard rubbish it’s a mess and I guess the neighbours must think we run a meth lab. ![]() ![]() ![]() It’s a monday, it’s so mundane, what exciting things will happen today? I sleep in late another day oh what a wonder oh what a waste.
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