Two weeks after being at plastic beach..it was fuckin' livin hell not only was I cold at night, I had to deal with the fact that I was here with MURDOC OF ALL PEOPLE. Although, I still miss noodle...nothings right without her same with Russel.. all that's here is a shitty cyborg clone of noodle and a fuckin' twat of a bass player! This couldn't get any worse...
Or that's what i thought ..
At nigh-time I was starving I hadn't had food in two days! I heard a faint knock at the door "come in..." I said my voice cracked a bit though the door opened and it was the cyborg..
"Murdoc would like you to go to see him at the kitchen"
"Ok..I'll be right there" I looked at the cyborg while getting up as she walked away
(Hah I'm ending it there-)
