Its another damn night
And I'm fucking cold
Rolling cig after cig
Thinking
"Maybe this will
Cover up the loss."
I'm getting old
I swear I am
I miss the crayons
Burning my fingers
The pointless walks that
Turned into adventures
Say Anything to me
In your driveway
When we lost our heads
In the haze of smoke
Outside your window
Lets go for drive
I hear the gas station man misses me
Lets get some Japanese history
To fill our stomachs
While, up high
We discover what its like
To wonder just how stable that bowl of noodles is
My back hurts again
I miss losing my head in
Words like "You've lost it.
Look at her! She's drooling!"
Lets get tattoos
Until we haven't got any skin left
Lets pierce our ears
With rusty nails and
Straighten our clothes with hair straighteners
I'm getting so tired
Come on, lets discover
Why the man down the bar is
Paranoid
And what happened to that waitress
To make her smile like that
Roll another cigarette, Christopher
Ignore the pain
Do another load of laundry
Forget the times when
Lets wrestle until all the buttons are lost
ISpy aging stones, caterpillars, and
"I'm not coming back until its gone."
Don't worry, mollycoddle, I'll get it.
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Comments
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this is my all time favorite =D
it amuses me in some ways and in others it is very deep.
it's wonderful!!
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Haha, thank you. I didn't think anyone read this.
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hhhhurrrrrreeeehhhhhhhh! lul. I dun have a sushi/vibrator/sayanythinginthedriveway/tall buddy!
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YOU DO TO! Just not in a close distance...
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