but like i said, if there is one thing i can count on in my life --it’s that everything comes back. same as before. no note. just a boomerang. this time i read the instructions carefully. lookin’ up words i didn’t know. including “passion”. “throw it with passion”, it said. so i threw that boomerang like i was throwin’everything bad in my life away. like always...it came back...it’s a it daft thinkin’ he can tell me what i need t’know. and i know cold and the crew are gonna give me bloody hell for it. but i’m tired of lookin’ over me shoulder--and gettin’ clocked in the face when i turn around. // ind. pri. sel. penned by bells









