I want to fuck you. Which is good, it makes me feel normal, because normal people like to fuck. And fuck a lot.
There's this monster, with a crazy stomach that sounds like a gurgling swamp of something nasty.
Her middle name must be excess.
So there's this person that just wants to ramble so much to confuse the hell out of you, make your head spin and spin. While spinning, let me know if you see this one soul that this person I know seems to have lost. Someone stole it, this thick, milky chai tea or brownie that's making me want to vomit, or the thoughts of you and you and you that they have, or the words she doesn't speak, or the things they do, or the school work I don't, or the volume, or the secrets & car drives, or the tears or the calories or the blog posts or the pills or the hours without sleep.
Somebody wants to be OK for everyone.
Let's fuck.
I kind of hug myself while I sleep, so I don't think it would be too hard to get used to.
?
spun¿
There's this monster, with a crazy stomach that sounds like a gurgling swamp of something nasty.
Her middle name must be excess.
So there's this person that just wants to ramble so much to confuse the hell out of you, make your head spin and spin. While spinning, let me know if you see this one soul that this person I know seems to have lost. Someone stole it, this thick, milky chai tea or brownie that's making me want to vomit, or the thoughts of you and you and you that they have, or the words she doesn't speak, or the things they do, or the school work I don't, or the volume, or the secrets & car drives, or the tears or the calories or the blog posts or the pills or the hours without sleep.
Somebody wants to be OK for everyone.
Let's fuck.
I kind of hug myself while I sleep, so I don't think it would be too hard to get used to.
?
spun¿
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