Clever, Classless, And Free
You’re furious. I never taught you to sing. You carry rocks in your head and pitch them. Without warning. Happy drunk. You’re furious. I beg you for sin. I beg your skin. You buy a whore. Don’t give her water. You’re furious.
Very sorry to hear this … not sure what to say.
I’m sorry.
Very sorry to hear that, B!x. Lost my dad to cancer a long time ago. I’ll keep you in my thoughts.