once upon a time until the next time and soon i will escape and neverneverland is in my head and i'm not sure if im better off than dead my knees are bruised but scar is stronger than skin but im not gonna do it again but i'm a forgetful little girl but sometimes a monster or huge hulking superhero or villian? i dunno what ive been told but i wont remember anyway so whats there to say? im long long gone i'll send you motherfuckers a postcard if i can afford a stamp but im so poor i cant even pay attention so wadda ya do?you and your sitcoms you can rot in your ambitious hell and pay 25+$ for a nice shinny hardback edition of my biography when i'm evaporating into the is...
writing rhymes like "hey, look what i maked!"