Ours to put donuts in!
Instead of slowing down, I just shine brighter.
Hope floats like a bloated corpse.
I make sure to show him all my teeth.
Of course I been drinkin’. It’s Wednesday.
Unless… Do they have a candy dish in the car?
Didn’t mom tell you?
Fuck this coy shit.
The screaming and the vomiting help sell it.