Curiosity killed the cat and taught the dog in him how to act, and it burned his bridge to Jill so he tries to drown the guilt with a bottle of Jack.
Food stuck in the bristles, every brush with death tickles.
artza:
<3
Everything looks better when you put it in a frame, just hang it next to that impressive portrait of your pain.
The most impressionable minds get molested and informed by manipulating forces.
Alone in my bed
I dreamt that words are excrement
Piled high in barricades
To fortify a haunted head
I dreamt that words are excrement
Piled high in barricades
To fortify a haunted head
And if I wake up late at night
I know that everything will be alright
Cause crawling round on my roof
Is the woman who is also a mongoose