Your face looks like the fairy tale explosion
black and blonde and red
all at the same time
did you hear him mutter under his breath fuck
yeah it's over
if i cut off your arms and legs and wrap you in
some fucked-up cocoon,
would you still look at me and say
you can't catch what you can't see?
well i caught you honey, like the clap sugar.
what do you t
all those malcontent dismissing nature's process
:
please slit your own throats.
someone needs to drop a giant fucking L on this
city
and hero pressing those tiny adorable digits to
the sky.
the lonely
the product we refer to is well equipped
in the service abilities of your common woman.
though in our opinion (any many others)
we have manufactured her to be far surperior
to that of any common woman.
we held down miles of my own vomit
just to get my rocket in the pocket of every
pretty lady in town.
(maybe no one hugged me enough as a child,
or maybe some one did too much)
complain to the scissors,
