May 24, 2013
You are right
I'd love to eat you, whole, you know that. Om Nom Nom. The emptiness has to be fulfilled, that you created in my body. But, I know that you would be gone, forever. Ever. Yet, maybe that's just for the better. Who knows? No-one.
I understand that you don't like to talk. Me neither. Because shit is hard or not worth it, and so on. Please say something clever, if you do talk. Do talk. But until then I'm OK with shutting the fuck up.
'Cuz,
You are right, sister, do your thing. I was cool with it when it was just something innocent. Do your thing. We live in a free land, just go ahead.
translation of 'Je hebt gelijk' by The Don't Touch My Croque-Monsieurs
