I Want To Hurt Them Where It Matters. In Their Girlfriends And Boyfriends, In Their Obscure Social Protocols And Adobe Illustrator T-Shirts.
But I need time. Friends. Execution, pre-planned.
When they turned on me, I didn't notice, lost in focus.
I felt a rib break and my mouth came loose.
It's okay.
Just wait.
Posted by
dean at 03:16 AM