today, though swearing is ripe on my lips
though screaming seems to be the most satisfying activity to partake in as of yet
though things have fallen apart, unraveled, come undone and annoyed

I am gonna write something pretty.

something that would rock the socks off the disenchanted wilty flowers of disdain
something that could get your heart rocking spinning feathering off

it’s difficult to be so positive when you feel so incredibly disgusted

maybe this little chocolate taste will happen later on

it’s gone right now, unfortunately.

Happy V day to Francis and all of my lovelies up on this piece.