Morrisey said "Unhappy Birthday"
and I couldn't agree more
You didn't text me all day
and I forgive you for that
because I am going to run away
back to the pool and silver fox
sno-cones and my grandmother
will rock me
rock me
oh heeeeyyyyy
mama
like a wagon wheel
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I am going to frame all of my
parking tickets next to my
V-card and lay on my bed
smoke my pipe
and learn to have
hate in my heart
"Hey pretty lady, how much?"
You could never afford me?
No.
"This is pure insanity."
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I think we both have splinters festering.
We could take them out but it feels so much better to blister away with slow and woody poisoning.
We push them back in because without our splinters, what the fuck is the point?
JAL JAL JAL JAL
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