Everybody gets what they really want Well most people, most people get what they really want Maybe some, some people get what they really want A few at least, a few people get what they really want Alright a couple, a couple of people get what they really want Or at least I know you … Continue reading Left on Needmore Rd.
I don’t have to lie or build rapport for free I have nobody to blame when results are shaky Don’t expect a damn thing so I see through fake shit Don’t have a master to pretend to be enthusiastic with I can move and grow when I feel I should I can foster connections when … Continue reading The Upside
What she wants is different from what I need She’s just a cartoon And I’m just infatuated… She wants a long table in a dark room, candles lit at the center of the table, a fire place roaring in the background, soft classical music dancing on the wind, a window open as darkness seeps in … Continue reading His middle name
I’m irritated because the whole of civilization has trained itself to lie to itself. I don’t conversate, I converse- I don’t run game game don’t run me and I actually think games, like tricks, are for kids. I couldn’t give a fuck if someone doesn’t like my make up my size, my music, my name, … Continue reading Blue Kermit
He saw the place online And he asked if he could move in He brought music and emotion to the place But as soon as it was decorated He started putting locks on cabinets Locks on drawers and claiming security for himself was the way he showed his love. But the house was crumbling wind … Continue reading Robbery Recuperation
Everybody in this building is in love with my cosmic cat shirt. Pfft. Because people with my brain workings, when they “get better” they usually get a bunch of friggin cats, so the closest that I will get to that nightmare is this weird ass shirt. I hate cats! 😊 But cosmic cats flying in space are … Continue reading Irrespetuoso or The Shit He Ignored
I smell my hands after I touch you before your scent fades I wish you all of the luck in the world after I go away They crawl from the woodwork to take your place But no one else tortures me as good as seeing your face Everything I have is yours and he wants … Continue reading Glucose Guardian