arse piece *giggle*
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
what would 80s LL COOL J do?
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera
Greedy pig life
Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff
Far far away In non-artist land
selfish spiteful mornings and suffocating silent nights
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
just want something to soften the edges of my distress
I give too many fucks I’m a careless fuck giver A promiscuous worrier
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something
Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
delayed response because couldnt remember how to reply
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside