love me get lost in me but beware side effects include a lot of shivering, baby a lot of drinking, maybe a lot of sinking, baby
We're in the business of melancholia and we are married to our work.
I can't get his bones to go down the fucking drain. I try to stuff the tiny holes, too tiny for this pain. I can't get his bones to break any way for my gain. Break them back a little too far, never too far for the sake of sane.
I want to sleep in the oven because I just burn in the bed.
Oh, precious losing streak, you're too cute for your own good. I try to laugh about it but my face is made of wood.
Sometimes I look at him and I want to get on my best heels. Sometimes I look at him and I want to be a lesbian. He says that I'm too moody.
I won't sleep if that's what it takes to not wake up as myself
My pillow is as good as any ocean to drown in the nightmare of myself. I swam all the way here from the moon.
Smiles are a funny thing and laughter is hilarious. I smile sometimes when I am delirious.
Go on down to the local palm reader, she'll spit out exactly what you feed her because honey, you already knew your husband was a cheater.
I hear they make greeting cards now to thank your therapist... for NOTHING
