Sad, Fat, Girl
"You're beautiful girl. Shut up and love yourself."
That's what he said last night.
Boy, I wish I could listen to you.
But you haven't seen my stretch marks.
You haven't seen my thighs.
You haven't seen my rolls.
Boy, I wish I could listen to you.
But I can't.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Blankets Are Not Magic Demension Portals
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I'd arrive in a place far, far from here.
I'd dance in the grass and te sky would be clear.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I'd sing 'til my lungs burst, and no one would jeer.
I'd laugh with my friends and be happy all year.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I'd take on the bad stuff without any fear.
I'd be with you forever my love, my dear.
I wish this blanket would make us disappear.
I'd arrive in a place far, far from here.
I'd dance in the grass and te sky would be clear.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I'd sing 'til my lungs burst, and no one would jeer.
I'd laugh with my friends and be happy all year.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I wish this blanket would make me disappear.
I'd take on the bad stuff without any fear.
I'd be with you forever my love, my dear.
I wish this blanket would make us disappear.
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