Go ahead take a good look.
Go on breathe it in.
I have a gap in my two front teeth.
Still get the occasional acne
And male pattern baldness
Well I need that like a real dad.
Really I don't.
Look at my finger nails.
I barely have them.
It's called stress, maybe anxiety.
We put labels on juice.
Why not emotion?
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 3:03 AM UTC
Go ahead take a good look.
Go on breathe it in.
I have a gap in my two front teeth.
Still get the occasional acne
And male pattern baldness
Well I need that like a real dad.
Really I don't.
Look at my finger nails.
I barely have them.
It's called stress, maybe anxiety.
We put labels on juice.
Why not emotion?
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