me: other wise i would leave my phone on silant and be pissed when i missed your call but happy when i get a voice mail from you in a amazing british accent
Sydney: "its just my phone sex hour"
hahaha yeah i did do that huh
my cat is on the damn roof
an there was a meth addict in my garden again
me: my cat is in my vagina
and im on the roof
and ive become a meth addict
i found it in the garden and figures i should try something new
Sydney: i wrote one today
sort of about mikey
i want to make it a song with a chorus but not sure how
ill let you take a sneak peak
pills, porn, and you forever
A cracked skull and a cup of tea
I burnt my mouth trying to forget you
Jagged fingernails and raw skin
Its leftovers for dinner again
Repetition is our flirtation
Sleep is our escape
Routine is our anxiety medication
I’ve forgotten who I am without it
You’ve forgotten to take yours again
You won’t be hurt by old lies
I’ll figure we’ll be cool sometime
Convinced your indifference is best
You’re just negotiating release
This is not the solution
All you’re doing is pressing pause
I had a heart attack this morning -
I can’t do any more drugs til lunch
pills, porn, etc is just the title
me: i love it
Sydney: eh it needs lots of work
but thanks i think its got potential somewhere
Sydney: hahaha the email you wrote to EVERYONE is so offensive
me: cant wait to hear your voie
i know
Sydney: i love you too
me: i warned you
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