Violence and a Sultry tongue

My day today, and all the things i didn't want to accomplish...I did.

Slept pass my alarm, late for work. Check.

Almost hit a driver who wouldn't move for a firetruck. Check.

Hit back on my cd player to hear the same song over and over again. Check.

Skip breakfast as usual. Check.

Broke enough to sell sperm...Yes, but Not a Check.

I've never been able to figure out why someone would do that. With my luck I'd donate, get selected, and 30 years down the road some lady would come up to me claiming to be my child. Not cool. I haven't even given it up, why would i want that..for a few bucks. There's a million other people that are capable of donating, select them first. I feel like i'm talking about joining the army, which my feelings are the same for. I'm a wuss when it comes to that. I will get a blackeye standing up for something I believe in, I will be torn apart, shredded and made a mockery of. But you better damn well believe I'm gonna stand up for it.