Squeaky thongs

Published June 18, 2012 by 51percentawesome

I sit in the freezer section to write; I’m that cool.

I can smell his cuddles on my clothes.

(I said I didn’t need this).

Woolworths, if you proudly support no tobacco day, why do you sell cigarettes?

Shiny happy people; Squeaky maroon thongs.

I don’t have much else to say, I’ve given away myself again. The emotions are designed to compromise. Weather the yearning. Forget about the sweet smelling, affectionate, drug-addled boy. Business as usual.


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