sleep blogging

I'm sleep blogging the shit out of this blog right now.  Don't fuck with me in my sleep, especially if I'm blogging.

Let's take the warmth of touch and the human feel of song.  The unreal testing that's set up fake and indeed it goes up the hills.

Walking up hills is also the best part.  It's not all about the carving and 25th st run.  It's about the art and the style.  The lifestyle.

Messages home are strong but leave us wanting.  Hold other powers closer.  Hold the cage.  The warmth of fucked up beauty hits the street harder with the up town quarter loves/  The pennies were stronger than up hill.

Nothing makes sense when you sleep blog.