{twelve}

Jan 18, 2009 21:58

I'd like to borrow some sugar. Just a grain, two if you're feeling like you've had a bad day. I'm asking everyone.

The truth is that I'm not your enemy. I'm not your friend either. I'd like to be. We can be like friends, I don't know if it's ever possible. No one likes me to stick around long, not that I can. I'm always on the go. Just know that I'm not out to get you, not in that kind of a way. I like to sit and cheer you on.

But I'm going to come one day. And I'm sure that most of you won't like it. That'd work for a literal pinch of sugar, right?

Tears too? This is a funny grocery list. One thing at a time, huh?

death, aw, sugar, wearing black, helps the medicine go down, sigh

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