hello, chilly air.

is it that my sheets are getting thinner,

or, is it... you ?

i hate being alone and the only kid

why can't i have a baby sister at home like everybody else.

i kept making weird noises to myself.

like what the exgirlfriend would say,

"you broken radio, i want to sleep."

there's an empty space in the heart tonight

a desperate need to whine and snuggle up.

DAYM !

snipheart, hun.