MY FEET AREN’T SWOLLEN


But went to bed at dinner with a migraine and had to set the air to Antartica winds

The brain is on fire



And the full moon must be coming/here cuz I’m getting bruised (like clockwork)


Need a rubber room (only I been in those plenty of times and even held down and shot up with thorazine) (i was just a baby) (just a teen)

(These Boomers are the problem not me)

(Hope this helps)


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