Me in the party: Gosh golly! This beat is… Whoo! This beat is… DANDY!
dogs dick & dunkin' donuts
Me in the party: Gosh golly! This beat is… Whoo! This beat is… DANDY!
we were always tired, because we were in the middle of a conversation no one else could hear. no, i will not step into traffic. yes, i have to go to work today. no, i cannot skip any more classes. yes, i know, i’m a piece of shit, but i have to keep on living.
we were always tired. talking ourselves down from the ledge was difficult when the ledge was ever-present and we weren’t so sure that we wanted to step away from it.
“listen,” my friend says, “you gotta remember it’s all in your head.”
i just wanted to stop feeling like i was a desert. maybe that’s why i drank too much, why too many nights i chased your river tongue. you made nothing else matter. i was endlessly thirsty and you were a bloodless slaughter. i looked into your eyes and saw oceans.
i forgot you can’t drink saltwater.
Me in the party: Gosh golly! This beat is… Whoo! This beat is… DANDY!