everyone who reads this will get what they want.
i am happy. i can't stop twisting my little foot on the asphalt when i step up. i don't have enough people to love, so i hold it inside and it's pressure is too much to bear. it bubbles up over the edges of my acidic personality covering complete strangers with froth.
i'm ready. i'm ready. take my life.
i smell good.
i am happy. i can't stop twisting my little foot on the asphalt when i step up. i don't have enough people to love, so i hold it inside and it's pressure is too much to bear. it bubbles up over the edges of my acidic personality covering complete strangers with froth.
i'm ready. i'm ready. take my life.
i smell good.
Where are these things?