apathy in disguise

somehow i like the word apathy. the way you spit the word out. when really it kinda refers to yourself. the amount of irony.

apathy apathy apathy.

apathy in disguise,
crept on you like a spy
hurt you in ways,
you cant describe.

we all have our ghosts. ghosts of our past. and they revisit us once in a while. but they linger.

darn. i cant log into xmoogle. forgotten passwords. grrr.

great news is i dont have to do any chinese homework hahahaha

yeah mann i've squeezed out two more parts to my mortician story. :)
its time ryan reid came alive again.