so they can hear me when i come

we were kids and i wanted the damn bell off of my neck. I was just a kid and I wanted the bell the fuck off of my neck. If I'm going to grow I need a quiet place and some solitude, not to be another fool's circus act. I've eaten food for three days without my stomach telling me to do so once. Actually, when was I ever hungry? Survival instincts belong to other beasts and I'm just barely scraping by. I'm going to be an old scraper cat with a bell around my neck and a party hat. And on that note I'll swallow some fur to gag up later. Hopefully someone sees it, feels a little grossed out and we can chalk that up as a connection. I'm so lost, lonely, and in need of a little love.

what can you buy with a picture?

I'd disappear if it were to be beautiful with you.

burning bright on a dull sunday

I don't want to party, I want to celebrate. Partying is for those who wish they had done things differently.