I bury into the memory foam with a
Strange boy's finger up my ****
Stubby white soldier,
Cherry ****
Phone off.
Lily- pads wind their way towards the bathroom
(pizza boxes, six pizza boxes)
"skip carefully towards the ****** stash
or else you'll sink...
they're under the sink
...uh, uhhh, come back and
sink your way in"
Welcome to the Bad Life Bingo!
Every hour is the end of the world,
There's nothing to play for
and no time to play it in...
...I am shaking off this dry truth
with a flannel that has seen better days.
My english tan is coming off
and nothing works.
He tries to light a joint in my bed
the zippo strikes three -
click - fzzzz
click - fzzzz
click - fzzzz
and you're out .
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 7:29 PM UTC
I bury into the memory foam with a
Strange boy's finger up my ****
Stubby white soldier,
Cherry ****
Phone off.
Lily- pads wind their way towards the bathroom
(pizza boxes, six pizza boxes)
"skip carefully towards the ****** stash
or else you'll sink...
they're under the sink
...uh, uhhh, come back and
sink your way in"
Welcome to the Bad Life Bingo!
Every hour is the end of the world,
There's nothing to play for
and no time to play it in...
...I am shaking off this dry truth
with a flannel that has seen better days.
My english tan is coming off
and nothing works.
He tries to light a joint in my bed
the zippo strikes three -
click - fzzzz
click - fzzzz
click - fzzzz
and you're out .
ych
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