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If I tell you something about me, something bad, per se, what’s it to you? Nothing. Feel bad for me, give me pity? I don’t want your damn pity. I have more to deal with than your everyday, routine bullshit. i want to be your bad influence. the one to throw pebbles at your window. the one for your daddy to hate and the one to make you say no and runaway.
“Suddenly,
I’m not half the man I used to be, There’s a shadow hanging over me, Oh, yesterday came suddenly.” see you later, alligator. keep it real, spotted seal. take care, black bear. adieu, caribou. bye bye, fruitfly. in a few, cockatoo. good luck, silly duck. see you soon, big babboon. another time, porcupine. peace out, river trout. best wishes, little fishes. gotta go, buffalo. have a good day, sting ray.
these cigarettes and tattoos do me no good, they’re what i stand on now. anyway.
i want to make a tumblr post. in a different state of mind. its different, but it feels nice. i feel the motion of the counter-clock wise flush, of the dead goldfish. every second, of heartbeat. marked are twitching,erupting, volcano.tummies. it’s original. there’s cure. no, i lie. only conscious of the remaining mind left. not floating, like those pigs! i felt a cannonball hit the tummy. it was rude, i need another bite. im done with this now. but i still feel nice. |
