may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
you’ve been invited, stupid asshol… to remember things differently, wh… it means to be human, even. dumb shit, you’ll always let someone el… handle it, whatever always happens
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing