Im Old Greg in TwilightMore Like This
I never gave much thought to how Id die... I was always hoping Id drown in a pool of baileys... creamy salty beige... or maybe Id die in the arms of a strong muscled man whod hold me at night... Im old Greg.
I lived in a nice little desert land... called Arizona or something.. it was okay but it was dried up like the funk after I left him out in the sun for too long, he got a wrinkly and purple like a giant prune covered in granny teats. But I had to leave to go to some town called forks so my mom could get some loving from some fancy sports player, she was getting tired of playing love games so she was gonna follow him around Florida for a bit, she asked me to come but I need to find my own man.. hopefully a man who can rub the warts on my feet, you see my foot was raped by a toad last week, and it needs a good rubbin.. Im old Greg.
So I ended up in a town called forks, When my mom told me I was going to Washington I thought she meant I was going to