How to run away
what’s on your mind? I already blame you
for everything and I’m only halfway through.
my other half told me to go to canada
to fall in love with him again, get married, have babies.
maybe, I guess. there’s places to hide in canada,
it’s actually bigger than spain (but its full of canadians)
when he tells you to stand, you’d better stand.
and I agree with you… this is the worst.
you can’t teach someone not to be a sociopath.
so you made me start watching. we watched it in one day.
couldn’t stop, but now time has passed
I was on holidays in serbia last year
free drinks and sensual environment provided
I may or may not be watching.
someone threw a stone while I was walking in granada,
it’s “preparation” and we’re not at war.
as soon as the stone hit him, everyone went calm.
he’d put himself in the middle of the world and beg for it to stop.
call me a romantic, don’t do what they did
I love you endlessly and I’m so happy
we get along so well I can’t even believe it
what have you been doing for fun lately?
bow and instrument in the wrong hand. try again.
ignore people by accident.
when we grow up, they say I’m selfish about my privacy
I’m approaching end of the world scenarios
with a much more positive attitude:
I know that I can be happy without existing.
I am alive I hope you all are too.
How to counteract black cat bad luck:
what’s on your mind? it hasn’t been my week.
a man’s body was found washed ashore on the beach
police are investigating our fish tank at 4:00 AM for absurd reasons,
this morning they’re more interested in solving the crime of a dent in a number plate
"buddy, you came to the wrong garage today"
I’m the type of person who’s stocked their wardrobe with torn cardigans.
I opened my bag last night to find my glasses had broken.
I cant believe it was 5 years ago that I’d leave early,
I’d eat something that I wasn’t supposed to
because I felt like I needed to be a different person.
things weren’t going well, so it got worse and worse.
my complete lack of charisma. stains on that shirt.
I make the people around me less likeable. I’m a black hole.
sometimes my eggs are in too many baskets
"you’re having an existential crisis?"
after nearly electrocuting myself
while fixing a problem with our kitchen,
you say no one is watching.
bodies of charred foreigners surround this sign
"what did you say?"
I can watch it closely, I can set it at the same time
as everyone else and walk away,
"why don’t we have two kitchens"
"we’re going to get rich"
it doesn’t matter, I always burn
(a symptom of not knowing precisely what the danger is)