21
Who am I kidding?
My worst nightmare is that I’m at my best when I’m hopeless and tasty
Like the sushi you pluck from dead men’s eyes
I’m afraid I may become a fuck boy
My worst nightmare is that my future lovers are at their best
When words pour out their mouths like a bulimia of fireflies
I’m afraid they’ll burn me alive as I disappear into the Bermuda Triangle
Of who’s fucking who
Everyone wearing masks and saving face
Sometimes it’s easier to pretend that you don’t care
That’s how you survive without losing your mind
Not giving a fuck
Impress your friends and amaze yourself
Plus, ladies love guys that don’t give a fuck
We’re all lonely for something
But you can’t cuddle with a zombie