and you start shaking
uncontrollably
and you wonder why,
its not cold..
and you think about all the lies you’ve ever told.. not that you can ever remember… but you want to incase someone figures you out… not that that ever happens either.. which is good right?
fantastic
micky mouse
im just fine.
with my smooth legs and bourbon breath
open doors
no ones home
short skirt..
she never happened either
drugs begin to make you nothing but tired and sore
but you smoke them anyway..
the only promise she could keep..
lie
truth
now what?
facts and
hypothesis.
investigations
and interpretations
and theory
theory??
hahaha!
umm ok
