| And all my teeth fall out, kind of like the hints from your sheets and when i was so lucky as to meet the man of your dreams but not as bloody as those times when i have to leave. Maybe if i pretend hard enough things will change, but i don't know. Remember that show that we saw? no? It was pretty long and i should have known that you weren't paying attention i always made you bored and then some. sometimes that's how the stories are, at least when other people write them, but my stories are shorter. mostly white ones told with those dry eyes of mine, blinking reminds me of sleeping which is too much like drinking and it hurts to watch you winking at me. i mean for fucks sake my teeth are falling out here. |
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