Someone's gonna bleed and dribble trails in the snow, |Stretching to the bus from an overstuffed home |We begged to explode.
Laura said to me, "This decade's gonna be fucked. |Friends will disappear after they fall in love and get married. |Isn't that shit like crazy?
The working, having babies, and promotions? The cheating, crying, leaving, and divorcing?"
As we're bouncing up and down trying to make the floor break, |Stop sneering at our joy like it's a careless… read more
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