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put me in parenthesis and make me implied so my name can slip from your lips when mentioned. replace the letters change your sheets (but compare me with all the new boys you meet).
i’ve paged books in dusted cries for attention. sweetheart break my spine I’ll spill my insides and hope my blood will stain and soak in more than I did.
laid to waste but im still “your favorite”
i still hope you’d haunt the passenger seat. if that was the only way i could keep your company. no matter how veiled or murderous your intent. those scarlet lines in your hair will mark every scar that spoils my appearance. keeping this cavalier is possible: possible like putting a bandaid on a bullet wound and not bleeding to
death
watching sex talk with this old lady on it. it’s the greatest show. the people ask the most insane things you’ve ever heard. like “if i have crabs, and i shave my pubes, will they go away?” and then at the end of the call the girl goes… oh this was for my friend, she was to scared to call. watch it. it’ll make you smile and feel like your watching something that you really shouldn’t be watching
i was at the store today and i must have seen 20 stuffed teddy bears with “worlds greatest secretary” on them. and i just thought of how rediculous it looked. and how all of the secretaries who get them will be the best, without ever knowing about the other 19. i don’t know why i thought about that for so long.