alone in kyoto

[thisheregiraffe]

we're like crystal, we break easy
i'm a poor man if you leave me
i'm applauded, then forgotten
it was summer now it's autumn

things are wonderful, i guess.
i have peanut butter stroopwafels.
and i have robert smith on a stick.

every night golden palace casino tries to get me to play.
not happening, bitches

ik heb geen idee --