starrbee

i sit here nine inches deep
hair twisted underneth the sheets
still no one gives a fuck
i shed a lustful tear
this isnt how the commerical said it would go...
i hate this
ripped up snot nose bliss
who knew you'd be knocking at my back door
wanting me to put on a show
in this get up
rotten housewife slut gear
go figure you sense of sunday afternoon.