Tara Jones

It depressed the hell outta me.

It always ended up making me blue as hell

I started that stupid business with the bullet in my guts again

"If a body catch a body coming through the rye"

Nobody, Me, Myself and I.

Partly Frozen and Partly not Frozen.

Night and Day, that killed me

Phnemonia

I wondered how she would feel if i died

It really depressed the hell out of me.