Pants Down

We're both
To blame

For this
Disaster

Never stopping
To think

What would
Happen after

They found out
What we did

What was once
Just a fling

Has now
Fucked up

Everything
And left us

Knee deep
In shit

Spies

I’m not who you think I am

She said

There’s been many times I’ve lied

I knew from the moment we met

He said

That this wouldn’t be cut and dried

It Never Happened

So I guess now we just ignore each other

Pretend what we had never existed?

Well I suppose that’s better

Than letting things fester

And becoming all bitter and twisted

Embarrassment

I didn’t think

I could fuck things up

Any more if I tried

But then I got drunk

And kissed you back

And now I want to die

A Messy Job

Why oh why
did I try
to paint
my nails
on a train?

Never will
I attempt
such a
ridiculous
thing again!

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