I once courted a boy. He looked a lot like me but his eyelids were destroyed. And his pupils kept sucking out data files like noodles. Pleasured himself to the music of well dressed inbred collage students.
I know you’ve got all those crazy, lofty goals- goin’ to art school and followin’ your dreams and what not; blah,blah, blah. Just throw it to the side. You know I can support us all on my own. And in worst case, I’ll just have to sell some drugs to my little brothers friends. If you do have to sell your body, once, twice, seven times; it’ll be worth it. And trust me, one day my band is gonna make it, and this will all just be a distant, distant
d r e a m.
- actors who seem genuine
- my ex girlfriend, though she’s feminine
- the singer with the denim skin
- that hospital in Texas
- the rapper in the Lexus
- the pills I ate for breakfast