the chain keeps unraveling hahahurah

Get the fuck out of my coffee, cat.
it's not like in peach, out green anymore,
not polar,
just in fumes, out all of you.
the peach and green method don't work for me because I always find the peach in the green or the candy in the vomit there are bacteria that can live down all the way in a volcanoe,
it must be really easy for them to light their cigarettes.
don't you know the devil had the cutest toes?
the one that made me taste the skin on the inside of my lip and the one who always asked for a highlight reel and the one who wouldn't give my shirt back,
and the one who will nevereverever see the candy or the peach just green vomit and the sweat and the one who had me looking over her shoulder,
and the one that serenades me with his slurs will never leave the base of my neck.
the heart of the pilgrim always has a home hopefully away from the engine mind so the jonses don't ever matter.
sometimes you dig yourself out of someones shoes and you still can almost feel their steps no matter how much you dont care