O lord, what is my problem
O lord, I just want to find my car keys
O lord, you left me here after sixth grade
O lord, I pushed the 0 button before the shift and o combination, had to delete it
O lord, I remember some things too well
I remember the retarded kids the best
that and my parents using my old t shirts and underwear as rags to clean things
O lord, I've thrown up in buckets meant for popcorn or leaks in the ceiling
O lord, my hands smell like my mouth like a song
O lord, my dreams are uncomfortably hot
this is the best I can describe it
O lord, philosophically I'm an asshole
when I played basketball, one of the big criticisms of my game was that I didn’t play as big as I was
another was that I was a pussy
6 comments:
o lord zachary z.
"...and my parents using my old t shirts and underwear as rags to clean things"
are we related or something?
we've done that in my house
^ me too!
me three.
that line is great even though my parents don't clean anything. you are on a roll
<3 this/u
yeah, thank you
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