Strawberrita Shortcake

slapping at my chamber door

“Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “slapping at my chamber door”

While I nodded, nearly napping

when ur hanging out in ur apartment u’ve got some candles lit ur feeling good u’ve had 8 glasses of wine then down in the street u hear two beautiful boys skateboarding or doing flips or something so u invite them up and they say where’s the bed and they ask if they can sit on the bed and u tell them sure but the sheets are expensive japanese linen and they tell u they’re not even soft:

my bank account to me when I’m looking at my bank statement after a good weekend

Zodiac Angels by Peter Mohrbacher

*10 minutes later*

when you had bad vibes about someone and then it turns out you were right