my boss is singing ‘easy like sunday morning' and i am hiding in the cooler so i can text you
shredding carrots is literally my favorite activity
look at you you seem so closed
creak yourself open for me
i hate shrill voices and young people
and i’m sorry but i think you’re so cute
i am soft i can
teach you how to be soft
put flowers on the grave of us
this high-stress work environment is bad for my heart condition
i want to know definitively whether or not you talk in your sleep and what your hair looks like wet and what you do when confronted by things you are irrationally afraid of
if i have to wipe off one more goddamn table i’m going to have a heart attack
i accidentally burnt the shit out of my arm today thinking of you
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