middle of nothing (ticky tacky)

did. you. know.

Just kidding.

I want to post writing on this. The cool kids do this. My hair thins and I pretend I’m eighteen again. You know? I don’t drink quite like that though.

I’m free if you want me.

If you pay me. Best Buy doesn’t want me.

I’ll throw the country aiee through kaiee rack out on the street and go work for a virgin megastore.

That’s what innersleeve mike should do.

Let me ask you not to burn down my house because I do not have insurance either.

I’d buy your love on the black market if I could find a good hookup.

L.A. Broken Angels, Broken Hearts, Broken Love. They adore you but will never remember your face.

Right?

Call me with your tour of obligations and Bristling Love.

January February March April May!
gone until november.

fasting until the killing is done
long after this War is over.

Which War? i’m not sure.

I have to clean out my basement and garage before they take them away in a forthcoming month.

Burning Boxes. Silly silhouettes of the pretty things contained within their simple purpose.

If Love were boxed. neatly arranged.

How much would they sell New Love for? when it isn’t worth anything.

Like cheese.
Is love like CHEESE? Sir?

Come now calm it’s night And Time to go Home.

Take your neighbours car and crash it. He wont wax daily. Anymore.

there are always New Cars for you, love. I would carry you from A TO B. If it meant we occupied the same space.

They’re pretty but like New Love and New Cheese, they don’t mean a thing and you shouldn’t Let them Let You do this.

But I guess

This wasn’t the letter I was supposed to write.

little boxes little boxes little boxes made of tickytacky and they all look just the same.