that girl
http://www.loserturdmafia.com/
from
JoeUser Forums
an insult to immotion, she moves lustily through space
saying everything she needs to just by laughing in your face
she’s so insular and evil but its’ ceased somehow to matter
theres’ still fellow upon fellow tossing hearts and flowers at ‘er
she’s lucid when she tells you that she likes you on your knees
but she’s wasted when you touch her, her detachments’ a disease
when she trips on things no longer there on mental cruise control
she says that she’s not looking down, she’s dodging rabbit holes
she’s way too real to cop a feel from just the likes of you
and she’ll never give you everything when anything will do
with resigned disdain replacing pain as her form of romance
little wonder she goes under when it’s you her act enchants


