December 6, 2011

well i don’t know if i’m wrong

cause he’s only just gone

here’s to another relationship bombed

by my excellent breed of gamete’s disease

i’m sure when i’m older i’ll know what that means

loving is fine

if you have plenty of time

for walking on stilts

at the end of your mind

and loving is good if your dicks made of wood

and the dick left inside only half understood her

i don’t know

i don’t know

i don’t know

you

anymore