posted on April 30, 2003 @ 9:42 am
"cigarettes and chocolate milk," rufus wainwright
oh god, isn't it time for sesame street yet? i need soothing. why do i SUCK so immensely?! time for chocolate milk and read between the lions. no cigarette, though. trying to reduce the grossness about me, after all.
<3, one frazzled queen.
cigarettes and chocolate milk, these are just a couple of my cravings. everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger, a little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me.
if i should buy jelly beans, have to eat them all in just one sitting. everything it seems i like's a little bit sweeter, a little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me.
and then there's those other things which for several reasons we won't mention. everything about them is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder, a little bit deadly.
it isn't very smart. tends to make one part so broken hearted.
sitting here remembering me, always been a shoe made for the city. go ahead accuse me of just singing about places or scrappy boy's faces, have general run out of town.
playing with prodigal songs takes a lot of sentimental valiums. can't expect the world to be your raggedy andy while running on empty, you little old doll with a frown.
you got to keep in the game, retaining mystique while facing forward. i suggest reading of a lesson in tightropes or surfing your high hopes of adios kansas.
still there's not a show on my back, holes or a friendly intervention. i'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish, a little bit tower of pisa whenever i see ya, so please be kind if i'm a mess.
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