remember this? i confess i do. i dont care what anyone says, being dead doesnt make them cool. now for stuff less painful..
(we lay on a bed there-
kissing just for practice
can we please be objective
cause the other boys are queuing up behind us)
i was bequeathed with a beautiful guitar strap
i’m saving myself today until nightfall. for sugary confections. [and murdochs, sugar] you would too if your mom hid the candy all year