I wouldn't trade one stupid decision for another 5 years of lies
I no longer feel like I need to burn down a church just to see what happens. I don't feel like jumping off a bridge into the water below to see how far a 60 foot pin dive will take me under. I don't feel like I need to break out of the physical.
I love this continuous happiness. I love adding free style jazz percussion to every song I listen to by slapping my beet red thigh.
Yeah whatever, happiness is a new thing to me alright, so let me post about it.
Maybe I should drink less coffee or more cigarettes. Or maybe I should take the abstract train to overwhelmingville and get outnumbered by 5 of my childhood bullies who beat me dead because I won't stop fighting them.
Flailing my limbs while I fall makes me feel like a bird in a nosedive.
The daze of days gone by. Scuttle the fuck butt.
Yeah, I always forget the morse code for SOS, but there is always someone around me who knows.
Several severed arteries, capillaries, caterpillars, cat on a pillar, a feline pedestal.
What made me hesitate when I put the lip of the cup filled with your blood was the warmth. Did you microwave this?
Slip St Peter a $20 and wink
Lie all around me angels the devils fly low.
These buildings are so fucking big how can we not expect them to fall on us?
Burlap sacks hold children tightly, so use those if you can't figure out the napping part.
The one who cries the fastest knows the most about love.
The majesty in the motion of birds. The constant shuffle of everyday life.
We would be a lot more beautiful if we could fly, or at least dance ballet instead of walk.
Animals with the ability to appreciate.
You mindfuck superman.
All crocodile smiles and lust.
A long dead actresses bust.
Keep your mouth shut or I'll open mine.
My voice does Boom.
Brecht yells Don't stare so romantically!
Thomas yells Break in the sun 'till the sun breaks down!
I try.
I love this continuous happiness. I love adding free style jazz percussion to every song I listen to by slapping my beet red thigh.
Yeah whatever, happiness is a new thing to me alright, so let me post about it.
Maybe I should drink less coffee or more cigarettes. Or maybe I should take the abstract train to overwhelmingville and get outnumbered by 5 of my childhood bullies who beat me dead because I won't stop fighting them.
Flailing my limbs while I fall makes me feel like a bird in a nosedive.
The daze of days gone by. Scuttle the fuck butt.
Yeah, I always forget the morse code for SOS, but there is always someone around me who knows.
Several severed arteries, capillaries, caterpillars, cat on a pillar, a feline pedestal.
What made me hesitate when I put the lip of the cup filled with your blood was the warmth. Did you microwave this?
Slip St Peter a $20 and wink
Lie all around me angels the devils fly low.
These buildings are so fucking big how can we not expect them to fall on us?
Burlap sacks hold children tightly, so use those if you can't figure out the napping part.
The one who cries the fastest knows the most about love.
The majesty in the motion of birds. The constant shuffle of everyday life.
We would be a lot more beautiful if we could fly, or at least dance ballet instead of walk.
Animals with the ability to appreciate.
You mindfuck superman.
All crocodile smiles and lust.
A long dead actresses bust.
Keep your mouth shut or I'll open mine.
My voice does Boom.
Brecht yells Don't stare so romantically!
Thomas yells Break in the sun 'till the sun breaks down!
I try.