time for life is a never-ending story of receiving a bowl of ass that lacks an eye for walk straight, all coming from the risky situation of mental health, how to stay the same when the earth rotates, but the shadows grow I drink me a beer, then what's new doctor for the humanitarian cause when men swear by the design death born of true unity of the rattlesnake, dring, the factor that does not ring once because Marlon Brando that he is the one who will sing under the bridges, the water runs short and there is too much noise to hear, people ignore that around him live many opportunities to go to zero, on as if nothing had happened, but everything is at your foot in the shit, it might come from a blow on the head by a bitch on the run or a banana lying in the virtue of vieillotte satisfaction, today we know what to do, ie not obvious, it must seem to complicate specialist while common sense is often the one who passes the best live happily for example, the breathing just by saying, great, what else