If a life of weirdness and sadness is enough to make you talk. Or how I drink out of the toilet like a piece of shit dumb dog. Even though its not true you'd think it was; self depreciate, because. I know the timing sucks, but waiting hurts too. There's even less to do when nothing concrete occurs to you. Like how we'd walk around, and then we'd come unhinged. Its only a matter of time before your next binge.
You're just a jumbo shrimp. The pond is small and you hurt your wrist. And ya know its such a long trip.
You wouldn't expect a goddamn priest to tell you all his fears. It would seem fucked up to you to lie to all your friends for years. My limbs should just fall off. I thought of what to fucking ask you last night. This morning I threw up black blood and I might fall asleep to die. My limbs should just fall off and.
I'm just a jumbo shrimp. The pond is small and I hurt my wrist. And I know its such a long trip. And I'm so sick and tired of the stupid fucking thoughts that take up space in my head anymore.