Life in a wheelchair ain't that bad. You get the up-front Xmas parking spots. Plus, at every party, everyone wants to fucking help you with your wings and shrimp plate. Like you don't have a lap or something. Jesus Christ. But it ain't that bad, as I said. You play it as much as you can. You let them think you're helpless, but then you nibble on their boobies when they think you're a cute little pet with harmless intentions. God, it really ain't that bad!
laceyglove:
you emailed my sister, vinyle about me, do you think i am a lost, wild child?