To be in love With candid kitchen you
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back
I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
Does nothing - shocker!
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
I've been avoiding doctors So I'm unmediated
Just a git
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
keep thinking I should do something but nah
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
i sleeps with the fridges
I’m gonna watch tv now and try not to think about anything ever
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
Everything is best Because you Because me
just want something to soften the edges of my distress
My mind destroys worlds Have some
i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
Denial and repression keep me breathing
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
no food starve die die u bastard