You know,
Your piss even smells like cappuchino.
Fingers stained from cigarettes.
You were my heroine.
I'll steal yours
just like I've done before.
Return the favor and raid my species.
My juice.
My fortune.
What a lucky babe.
It's talent.
You have it somewhere.
Scribbles
with the same
blue felt-tipped marker.
A month ago I was still confused.
Today I was relieved.
Five months ago I felt a body.
Now I know.
Confused.
But, I know.
Remember in March you showed me a night on the town?
What a strong happiness.
Do you?
Cheat with me.
We'll be the failures of tomorrow together.














Comments
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Wenn Gott lebend war, würde er Sie sowieso hassen
*puts on a bunny suit*
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I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
-LeRoi Jones
if you give up on deviantart, I'll just give up too. *cries*
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Words are meaningless, I'd rather let my actions speak for myself.
I'm smiling because I have absolutely no clue whats goin on.
--
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
wow
I think it's kinna el sucko and.. :: smacks herself ::
Thank you
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<3
Ms Jenny
"remember: your present is you."
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