nervous breakdown (Remove filter)
My Automare
You truly are my automare
My four-wheeled bankruptcy
My fuel-injected money pit
Made from steel and reformed shit
A velour upholstered credit card hit
Five gears of utter hell
We got off to the worst of starts
And it went downhill from there
Grinding brakes and groaning springs
Ropey tyres and front wheel spins
These are a few of my least favourite ...
Wednesday 4th September 2013 5:32 pm
Recent Comments
Landi Cruz on womb
2 hours ago
C Richard Miles on I want a New Computer
3 hours ago
Stephen Atkinson on The Ever-Waking Word
3 hours ago
Stephen Atkinson on No Requiem
4 hours ago
Telboy on Seconds to Midnight
5 hours ago
Steve White on Change is Coming (But Keir it is for the worse)
5 hours ago
Rick Varden on Maybe?
6 hours ago
Steve White on The Last Supper
6 hours ago
Trevor Alexander on Seconds to Midnight
8 hours ago
Larisa Rzhepishevska on Maybe?
9 hours ago