I don't know how long I can pretend that I'm not rotting from the inside out.
I use a giant silver spoon to carve it out, pretend its ice cream, pretend its happiness, pretend its temporary. Every time I scoop, I'm closer to the bottom of the pint; but what's there at the bottom?
I look fine in your periphery, so what's there to worry?
I'm not bad at pretending, I'm just bad at being un-ugly.
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 4:16 AM UTC
I don't know how long I can pretend that I'm not rotting from the inside out.
I use a giant silver spoon to carve it out, pretend its ice cream, pretend its happiness, pretend its temporary. Every time I scoop, I'm closer to the bottom of the pint; but what's there at the bottom?
I look fine in your periphery, so what's there to worry?
I'm not bad at pretending, I'm just bad at being un-ugly.
