the thing you gotta realize is that when you squint your eyes all college students are the same
luck can hit 3 times right?
parts wonder
it feels like the decomposition of the last
but it’s not even a first
they talk to you
licking your twists
lathering them with their possibilities
your possibilities
mine?
hers.
Oh yes it always has to come back
this fucking perpetual boomerang
exceeding exponentially where it mists
is the 15 significant?
did her twists slow respiration 19 times?
i’m going to build a pink home and drink lemon butterscotch dead with love
track 08
track 11
cute
these are your words under it all
peel the skin back
i stop squinting
track 3 makes me cry
hurrah! hurrah!
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