Sunday, September 19, 2010

I've run out of things to say so I'll show you these instead.

Because my fingers get lonely
Because we're getting married
Because it soothes dry lips and its pocket size

Because I was trying to save money
Because you know shits going down when a party popper goes off

Because I want a damn pet but I'm not capable

Because my Baba made them

Because they make junk look bitchin

Because washing the dishes has made the skin on my hands peel and overpriced handcream its meant to help
Because it's what my mother taught me
Just one last time