Let me be your chemo
Would you prance, if I asked you to prance?
Would you have fun, and never smoke crack?
Would you fly, if you saw me flying?
And would you save my mole, tonight?
I can be your chemo, baby
I can make chronic pain stay
I will suck at you you forever
I can take your breasts away
the sieve and the sand 
There are… no words..
+2
a roadtrip in college we put enrique in the cd player on crossing into mexico with the requirement that we wouldn’t take it out until we crossed the border again… 7 days of enrique.
i was scared, then i hated, then it grew on me, now i love him.