lets fuck in an art gallery
i mean you deserve to be pinned up against a wall
you are a masterpiece
don’t you hate it when you sneeze so hard that you regenerate
isn’t it weird that we have one hand that knows how to do everything and then one hand that just sits there like “I don’t know how to hold a pencil”
So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.
If you were a book
I’d lick my fingers
and flip your pages,
until your spine creased
and you lay spent,
with nothing else to offer.
Then, I’d cup you in my palms
and read you again.
Trust the vibes you get, energy doesn’t lie.