Did the clown Make you smile? He was only your fool for a while. Now he's gone back home, and left you wandering there. Is it lonely?

For real.

It didn't start in the summer, but maybe it will end here instead.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sex in a cemetery. Check.

Like we used to.
 
Sometimes I get really sad, but I can't tell you about it. After all, you're doing all you that you know to do. You just aren't what I'm used to, or what I've come to expect. And isn't it funny how you love me when you make me so sad? Yeah. The pictures are cute though.

Legit.

Feeling icky.
I don't know.

I don't.
 
Too much is too much, and I can't handle it. I can feel a breakdown coming on, and it's eating me alive.
 
I want cake.

Of course I want to be like "That's disgusting! Why would you want to look like that?" but I just can't. I want to be like that. Fuck.

It's cold, and I like this kid. My hands are so COLD. BRRR! IT'S COLD IT HERE!