there lie many fishes in the sea. 

that's not a real word, boy. 

TAKE IT BACK!

and my lips as bright as janice's. 

and my cheeks swollen like hers' too. 


oh, this up-do, it just hurts so bad. 

that i wish what i felt could be real. 

that it wouldn't end just when the wig is torn off.
by daddy-gone-bourbon.


and do you want to be a pretty little thang?

OH. 
I'LL MAKE YOU A PURTY LITTLE THANG. 

tear you a NEW one. 

and rip you open 

Like the burlap sack your mama was...

then we'll see how well the aqua net works on your
up.do.



He didn't die for you, boy. 

He didn't die for you. 


clean yourself up, it's your birthday, after all.

and then it puts away the ***** pictures. 

and it settles it's "pretty little self" into bed...
limping.
oh it's legs are so broken. 

its marfan limbs tremble. 


but i can't do nothing no one else done.

i just wanted to know if it was a real word.