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I'm jesus christ with fake eyelashes...
I don't want my whole life crammed into a word.
A single story.
I want to find someplace unknowable.
Someplace not on a map.
A sphinx.
A mystery.
A blank.
An unknown
An unobtainable.
Just a story that goes and then, and then, and then
Until you die.
I'm the slashed sunset cunt with with the burnt dress, and bleeding arms.
You're more punk, hardcore, mod, emo, indie than me.
You're hair is cooler, your pants are tighter.
You have more pins on your messanger bag, and your favorite band is more obscure than mine.
You're shoes are more vintage, and your t-shirts are too
You own more black clothes than me.
I don't even own a trucker hat!
You know more people in bands than I do
And you're girl jeans are the envy of scensters everywhere.
You're pictures are more black, more white, more color than mine
In a world where haircuts and music have taken a backsit to things that really matter..
Then you win, and I lose.
Fuck off.
I don't want my whole life crammed into a word.
A single story.
I want to find someplace unknowable.
Someplace not on a map.
A sphinx.
A mystery.
A blank.
An unknown
An unobtainable.
Just a story that goes and then, and then, and then
Until you die.
I'm the slashed sunset cunt with with the burnt dress, and bleeding arms.
You're more punk, hardcore, mod, emo, indie than me.
You're hair is cooler, your pants are tighter.
You have more pins on your messanger bag, and your favorite band is more obscure than mine.
You're shoes are more vintage, and your t-shirts are too
You own more black clothes than me.
I don't even own a trucker hat!
You know more people in bands than I do
And you're girl jeans are the envy of scensters everywhere.
You're pictures are more black, more white, more color than mine
In a world where haircuts and music have taken a backsit to things that really matter..
Then you win, and I lose.
Fuck off.