she is only lonely at night
i dreamt of running away. i was on the train for three hours. the black scarf around my neck, red scar on my face, and the white train. i didn't turn around to look back, but he was watching me. there were 14 strangers with 14 bruises on their arms. i kept running and woke up in a work camp. the dirt was soft and my foot bled on the snow. i found you at the edge, asleep in your bed. i kissed your lips, but you still sleep.
i'm off to shake my ass. shake my ass with my wife. she can't stop talking about poop.
i dreamt of running away. i was on the train for three hours. the black scarf around my neck, red scar on my face, and the white train. i didn't turn around to look back, but he was watching me. there were 14 strangers with 14 bruises on their arms. i kept running and woke up in a work camp. the dirt was soft and my foot bled on the snow. i found you at the edge, asleep in your bed. i kissed your lips, but you still sleep.
i'm off to shake my ass. shake my ass with my wife. she can't stop talking about poop.
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stormy:
tegans coming. staying with me. i vote one night you join us in a sleepover.
ancolie:
but god, what is a poop? (well im french ...)