isn't your hair bleached tho
does that really count as blonde
my confession
i'm in love with a girl i met on the train. burger records buttons all over her denim jacket, black hoodie, black short skirt, patterned black tights, all-black converse low tops... cute haircut and bright lipstick.
why do i only get to be around these beautiful people when i'm too drunk to make a decent impression. she spent her whole train ride laughing at me trying (see: failing) to stand up and conversing with some strange elderly lady that smelled like almonds. WD IS A PRETTY MANLADY. WD IS AN ALCOHOLIC. WD NEEDS A PRETTYPERSON IN THEIR LIFE.
wompwompmovealongjustmadselfpitieshurrr
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc
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