Is she too young to be the sole soul caregiver of those kids? Maybe I just underestimate people's ages because I think I look more mature. Douche.
Douche in cursive.
Douche Bag: A Departure from Tact and Sense, a film by Ems, the douche-wad
Please Stay. Please. I'd like to say I'm not begging, but I am. I'm ready to say go away world, but I want you to stay.
Closed for navigation to the station at the metro. Petals on a wet, black ship's bow. These faces in the crowd are my own.
Love is actually. it is happening to hurt and wreak. Assembly Station A: the last spot your family met in one place. Then I dove off the Sun Deck and decked a mermaid in the tits. I told her I could sing better than she could, but I knew that wasn't true. All Lies. for some reason it was all a lie and I'm sorry.
I dare you to stomp on my toes. just kidding, I've got steel toed work boots. BOOTS. BIG BOOTS. and a steel toed work heart.
Then suddenly the turbulent tossing tossed the tousled trimmings o'er the brim respectively. my TEA spilled all over the floor. blood was spilled from the harboured cavities of the mind. The tall ships are here again.
and SCENE. but I missed the beat, so fuck you hollywood misdirection. The aches and pains are real. So Real. but I don't want to hear there's a pill. Let's pillage that shite out of spite and fight advertisements that shout our failures in perfect falsetto. Bring back the tenor and the bass clef. Le Clé. THE KEY TO UNLOCK...
I had a thought...
but that was then.
I have a soft spot, but I'm afraid I'll never let you find it.
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