YOU   ARE  GRAVITATING TOWARD   SLITTING BITS   OF YOURSELF AND SELLING  THEM TOO   THE HIGHEST  BIDDER.  and so you decay,   you press on to liquored kisses and shine  winter in the flitters of your eyne. you are currency âs  worst child   tonight hopped up on sliding yourself in to the hands of ruin  for  you are no longer   prepared to make your self out to abuse. you crash   into someone and your  mouth  lines  out odd words in place of an apology.  _____ â oh gosh ..... how wrong of me. i might be going blind cause of all these pretty dames.â * @droidkill














