crackfoxing

we are sick . and we love it
i want you but i dont want to break him
but i can probably never really say goodbye
ps. i love you
and so it goes the endless death circle growing in my brain
im pulping all over the place
and yes i do need your defibrillator to save me
but you probably shouldnt , most likely you will only end up injuring yourself
that's it i choose you and your fucking Yoshi, its not even Yoshi its mushroom.

if time could stop how could i make this more poetic
when there's nothing more pathetic to be said .


i would take a drag from the cigarette embedded in that ladies nub if you would just share with me the answers.