Music:crown me king- "charlie manson vs. the alphabet"
a letter from the moon.
we fuck like elementary school dioramas of the solar system. rearranging my room for a cozier bed, a bar above it for her to hold onto when she's on top. i hung three more things on the wall, other than the painting she made me: a poster for the animated lord of the rings, of dream of the endless, & a genuine kamikaze flag. because i'll fly headlong into battleships, if you really want to see what devestation is. but she smiles so sweetly when i call her a rock & roll girl. sometimes when i dream about other people who used to matter to me, they are all hydrocephallic mellon heads.