There's no use crying over it.
It's really good to be home, with my mother
in the kitchen making pumpkin cream cheese whoopie pies,
and the soft light of the christmas tree
and my bunny chasing my cats around the livingroom, showing them whos boss.
The poop machine is also a cat hunter. And a lettuce vacuum.
Besides that my car has shit the bed for real this time,
and I feel crippled, with no transportation and no money.
And I feel let down by someone I never meant to grow apart from.
And at the grocery store I spilled milk all over Eric by accident,
but we left notes under the windsheild wipers of a Hummer:
"If your car is taller than you, you're an idiot". And it's true.
And we walked through Macy's just to enjoy the decorations,
and gave money to Salvation Army, and bought books for people
and grapefruits because I loooove grapefruits.
Why are they called grapefruits anyways?
in the kitchen making pumpkin cream cheese whoopie pies,
and the soft light of the christmas tree
and my bunny chasing my cats around the livingroom, showing them whos boss.
The poop machine is also a cat hunter. And a lettuce vacuum.
Besides that my car has shit the bed for real this time,
and I feel crippled, with no transportation and no money.
And I feel let down by someone I never meant to grow apart from.
And at the grocery store I spilled milk all over Eric by accident,
but we left notes under the windsheild wipers of a Hummer:
"If your car is taller than you, you're an idiot". And it's true.
And we walked through Macy's just to enjoy the decorations,
and gave money to Salvation Army, and bought books for people
and grapefruits because I loooove grapefruits.
Why are they called grapefruits anyways?