your fatigue (like the fatigue of the tiger) does not make me not exist. why don't you creep or crawl into your dull crawlspace and not come out until the the world has turned against those who wake at the ninth hour willingly.
my love is like an ocean that is darker than the pits of gloomy broken hearts that roll with the dreary tide of love. i'm thinking about being bi "j"'s sister is hot.
i was a boardgame that you won i wanted to be the top-hat but no no no. you made me be the car (symbolically) and now look at me and now look where i am and now look what you've done to me. i should have known that behind that cool haircut was a bad one (symbolically).
you think you stole my blink182 album but the truth is you stole my soul. my heavy heavy soul.
i tried not to cry when i downloaded all your favorite music. it was a test. a test of a girl's strength that failed and now my heart is cold like frozen glass.