Tonight tonight…
Wrapped up like a burrito in my satin sheets… Pondering on how and why everyone (including me) gets so goshdamn fucking emotional when the full moon is in full effect. We all turn into werewolves. Beings we don’t expect to see in ourselves but shows itself when you least expect it. We can’t get away from the emotional neg bombs that life throws our way, but we can rely on those that won’t let us be down.
Watching live videos of The Kills is drowning having to hear my thoughts at least.
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