krakenskulls

Enjoyable weekend overall. Too tired to recap. But I will leave with this. It's a song that was MUCH adored by my 15-year-old self, and is still held dear to me. A love for Bikini Kill was rekindled this weekend. <3



I'm sorry that I'm getting chubby
And I cannot always be happy for you
And I am not some lame sorority queen
Takin' ya home to meet my Daddy
You collect your trust-fund, baby
And I'll be a whore
And we'll pretend we're just the same but
I know, I know, I know, I know

I know that
I, I am hiding
The you I show to you is just a lie
You take what you want, you get what you take
You take what you want, you get what you take
But I've got something, man, that your fucking money cannot buy

You know what it's like to be alive

I could scream the truth if I wanted
Right through your lies
But your baseball bat words, razormouth
Carve your initials bloody in my thigh