28 de octubre de 2012

15 de octubre de 2012

I'm inside your mouth now, behind your tonsils, peeking over your molars.
You're talking to her now
And you've eaten something minty
 

And you're making that face that I like
 

And  you're  going  in,  in  for  the  kill,  kill,  for  the  killer  kiss,  kiss  for  the  kiss,  kiss.

5 de octubre de 2012

Don't call me, don't write.
Don't call me, don't call me, don't call me.
Don't write, don't write, don't write, don't write, don't write.