Lately, I can only write in shitty poetry. And I can only drink beer or wine. And I chain-smoke like a mad woman, using an empty beer bottle as an ashtray.
And I want to fall asleep in your arms.
I want to be yours.
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1 comment:
this really doesn't relate very well, but one time I used a sliced tomato to kill my roaches in all day.
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