Talking ****, wasted all day,
Bojangling and licking sugar off my blueberries,
Apple peels,
Train tracks in my metal mouth
With a pizza face and party pimples.

Deadbeat dad puking panda,
Me boohoo and *****.
Meta-whining.
First world problems,
Eat me. Twelve years old

We die smiling,
Absolutely sure we got away
With everything,
Until we realize,
That death is at best, a sleep,
And we will awake,
Rub our eyes,
Eager to start all over again.

Marla ordered eggs. Scrambled eggs, toast, black coffee and two
packages of peanut butter.

I had coffee with two sugars and a plate of dill pickles.

Do you love me, she asked me.

I never think about it, I replied, so yes.

Pass the salt please she said and we ate the rest of our meal in silence.

Under moon's soft glow,
Love whispers in the night flow,
Two souls entwined.

In hearts, love's gentle,
Binds souls with a timeless grace,
Eternal embrace

Do you right now, care less or more,
About things you love and things abhorred.

Has life been fair, have friends been true,
Or did you fade from black to blue.

Were things too hard or just a chore,
Would you do less, would you do more.

I know I tried, I did my best,
But it always felt like such a test.

Now death is neither pass or fail,
I'm not afraid, I'm not that frail.

Remember me when I am gone,
A man, a father, a waking dawn.

Amorous and difly eyes,
Her smita cheezin a toff home prize,
Proud oowee **** and roya grin,
That girl be jonesing for my twin.

I love hooya Kally. Be up.