- isn't this just perfect now?
I fucking can't stand winter- I know- I've been living here in Canada since I was three and I should be used to it.
So I told Barbie- one of those old fogeys that have been at Tim Horton's since the opening (the year I was born- '87) that everything that has occured at THAT MOMENT, was perfect...and all i needed was that TIME move forward just a couple and I just take THIS MOMENT to that place.
I've become recently OBSESSED with how PERFECT everything is...its crazy! Usually nothing turns out positively for me( well aside from the day when my mother and I yelled back and forth) and now that I've said that...its probably gonna turn out that...everything will just fall apart.
(so sweet is the sound of the knife against the porcelain skin)
Gregg's been wondering which car to get...I bet he'll get a new one- he's not a big fan o fhis Protege anymore...
orgasm
...so i counted the wrinkles in my fingers and I bit my nails all off until i could taste the blood
(this blood is much to cold and sweet for all that i could handle)
...and then I took off my skin and let it loose for it to rot
(this rotting is making me sick- sick-sick- can you see it in my eyes?)
...im happy and stuck in this misery
(this misery clouds my every sight)
...these guns, these triggers, turn me on, like every light wave of touch as you poke and prod me
(its almost like an orgasm, except i've never had one)
orgasm