i dreamt of snow and high school: soft silly music
and if there's a taste in this life more inviting
then wake up your windows and watch as those sweet babies crawl away...
for some reason, green shirts make me seem to sweat more.
today i wore liz's neutral milk hotel t-shirt, which i found in the middle bedroom at nell's. apparently she bought it during that short period when she was as big (or bigger) than myself, for it is loose on my fat fat frame. notice to liz: because of its sizing, it is unlikely that you will reclaim possesion of this particular green t-shirt anywhere in the near future.
"who were you?"
"a member of kiss or a punk rocker."
"every year?"
"it's kinda funny, yeah, i would dress up as a punk rocker... but when i was, um, little..."
"what did you do when you became a punk rocker?"
"i wore a trash bag."
it's odd to me, in a way, how many memories are attached to a band that so few people have even heard of.
but don't take those pills your boyfriend gave you
you're too wonderful to die...
then wake up your windows and watch as those sweet babies crawl away...
for some reason, green shirts make me seem to sweat more.
today i wore liz's neutral milk hotel t-shirt, which i found in the middle bedroom at nell's. apparently she bought it during that short period when she was as big (or bigger) than myself, for it is loose on my fat fat frame. notice to liz: because of its sizing, it is unlikely that you will reclaim possesion of this particular green t-shirt anywhere in the near future.
"who were you?"
"a member of kiss or a punk rocker."
"every year?"
"it's kinda funny, yeah, i would dress up as a punk rocker... but when i was, um, little..."
"what did you do when you became a punk rocker?"
"i wore a trash bag."
it's odd to me, in a way, how many memories are attached to a band that so few people have even heard of.
but don't take those pills your boyfriend gave you
you're too wonderful to die...