come around ruby i could never sleep alone
i have been talking for days and i'm beginning to dribble down my chin... my tonsils will fall out and my teeth with rot and sclerosis will engulf my tongue and they'll all applaude and praise the performance...i'm expecting quite a crowd.
i'm bored with cute. i'd rather be a bug. i am not the shape of my hands, my left one in particular. its irritating. i felt ashamed on monday. i rejected my own paradigm in lieu of an appeal that is more widely sought after and i knew it... i don't need to identify with anything to feel loved. its just impatience thats got my tongue.
i'm bored with cute. i'd rather be a bug. i am not the shape of my hands, my left one in particular. its irritating. i felt ashamed on monday. i rejected my own paradigm in lieu of an appeal that is more widely sought after and i knew it... i don't need to identify with anything to feel loved. its just impatience thats got my tongue.