sometimes rubber bands get old. they don't stretch anymore, they become sticky, they crack and they break.
this is how my body feels. i am old rubberbands and i am decomposing, decomposed, into a wad of trash.
i miss people i don't get to see.
you and you and you and you and oh
why do i bother
just all of you
really.
this is how my body feels. i am old rubberbands and i am decomposing, decomposed, into a wad of trash.
i miss people i don't get to see.
you and you and you and you and oh
why do i bother
just all of you
really.
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glad to hear you had fun.
don't be brittle and break, that's no fun.
btw, happy early birthday.
*20 punches/pinches/hugs&kisses*
jerry was here