I’m bored and sick and I need something to do.
you ever get in those moods where a family member just opens their mouth and youre like
Don’t get me wrong, there’s a certain beauty in your resistance. Your defiance of categorization. But it’s a beauty we can’t afford
All this time I was blind runnin’ ‘round tellin’ everybody “My baby loves me. My baby loves me. My baby, my baby, my baby loves me.”