are you feeling okay youve listened to pussy all night 18 times straight

. . . My dream girl, those eyes, that nose My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone Floral sheets on long-given-up ghosts Haunt my bedroom at night and say "Let's get you home" They say "Grow up, be a man, 'cause until then You're nothing but a short-haired girl" But come and Braille-palm-read and hold my hand See my reason and "Goodbye cruel world" And oh my God, what's wrong with me? And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now's escaping me That's right, Margaret Dream girl, come, and sweep me off my knees I'd rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me Neon lights like heat lamps in the cold To incubate the shadows you can't stitch back to your soles And you seemed fine just a few days ago But CO2 and fish tanks do enough to get you home Well now you swear in your prayers telling time "Promise I'll never have fun again If you'd stop flying, " but then you start crying "Never mind, you win"

. . . My dream girl, those eyes, that nose My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone Floral sheets on long-given-up ghosts Haunt my bedroom at night and say "Let's get you home" They say "Grow up, be a man, 'cause until then You're nothing but a short-haired girl" But come and Braille-palm-read and hold my hand See my reason and "Goodbye cruel world" And oh my God, what's wrong with me? And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now's escaping me That's right, Margaret Dream girl, come, and sweep me off my knees I'd rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me Neon lights like heat lamps in the cold To incubate the shadows you can't stitch back to your soles And you seemed fine just a few days ago But CO2 and fish tanks do enough to get you home Well now you swear in your prayers telling time "Promise I'll never have fun again If you'd stop flying, " but then you start crying "Never mind, you win"

that’s enough let’s get you an autism diagnosis

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