At a crowded Japanese restaurant standing
With friends. Just a manager telling us
“Sake is on the home.”
Hot, the heater cranks wamth at me.
I suck, I suck hard. My enemies tell me I should keep looking she is right next to me. She is never going to find you. Keep looking. I have never heard this before, I have never heard all this before. Then there was you pushing my soul away from you. Nibble suck push shove kiss over, outside your bones the soul the reciever. A taste clothed bleak like dark soil. I mute you <puke> I Hate it you loath it. It’ night.