case of the punks







Monday, December 6

I ain't never played a jewel thief

fucking men. Jesus christ, Maxine.
I'm headed for a breakdown
through a portal of repulsive guilt,
 lust, and hard up  broken guts.

I'll protect you dollface...
Bye bye.

good thing/ bad thing
shit soul
brain or whatever
I wanted to be her
I wanna be her tomorrow,

I'll meet you on the side of the road.
no. No I wanna go.
I can hear the rain.

this is it.
the end of innocence.
consciousness kicks in with the drugs and I knew who I was
in the dark

significant


someone else.
wasn't I?

once?



take me back to good.
everybody wants to be someone else.

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