The craving just kills me
Watching them dig hands into pockets impatiently waiting around for something, anything. I want to be in love for free, not having to just dip into our wallets to put smiles on our chapped faces. Listen to him fall apart and sink lower as he always does...
Sun kissed legs launching a thousand lust filled vessels and I remember how you pulled me closer and whispered in my ear "I'm fucked" well I didn't get to drink anything tonight and I never smiled with my teeth showing afraid of the fire that's inside of my stomach that's just burning away at me
t-shirts coldly sticking to our bones
Watch me confess everything, fall apart, well it's apparently apparent we're all miserable and ready to die, so I took a bird into my hand I pressed hard but he still survived and despite our struggle we still can't get the smudge of our filth to stain the carpets, discharge. blood comes out. it's okay, I want to die dear god but I guess I'll just float until I die and you'll tisk tisk my lack of selfless sacrifice all the way down to his goddamn bowels...
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