I'm tired, I'm bored and I've had enough, I'd destroy the world but it's where I keep all my stuff. Friday 6 April Transition Back in lipstick again. No more shirts to stain. Now she'll never know. Don't come running to me For those safety pins.
Sad thoughts pulse.
Burst the bubble. Smile til your cheeks hurt. Luv, yr wrong no. Your middle earth smell is buried deep in it. All wrks 4 me.