that wasn’t very pastel pale soft transparent grunge of you
that wasn’t very pastel pale soft transparent grunge of you
selling our soul to this website was probably in the terms and conditions that we didn’t read
She once asked me
the name of my
favourite poet
and I repliedGod
She laughed
and played along
and asked me
which one of his
works was my
absolute favouriteI said it was
the one
where he
wrote her
into existence
You really only understand how drunk you are when you’re peeing