Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb – burn with a weak heart
(so i) guess i must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It’s ok i know nothing’s wrong . . nothing
xanax & a mint chocolate chip ice cream sandwich.
and a wish for a time machine to change my mind about coming “home” to visit.
fuck.
i hate this place.
