i want to
i want to be someone else so i’ll explode
floating upon the surface for the birds
the birds
the birds
you want me
fuckin’ come and find me
i’ll be waiting
with a gun and a pack of sammwiches and nothing
nothing
nothing
you want me
well come on and break the door down
you want me
fuckin’ come on and break the door down i’m ready
i’m ready
i’m ready
there’s nothing like twisitng your left nipple and smoking a cigarette.
eating kimchi noodle soup – i wish noodles were way easier to eat so i could shove them in my mouth all at the same time and no more of this bit by bit business and waiting. what the hell.
going to montreal tomorrow ’til sunday. what’s up?
