…It’s your knack for filth
that keeps me begging for
beauty in the rotting soil.
Tell me how I grew from
garbage,
tell me how lethal, how lovely I
am.
Write like a motherfucker, sweetpea…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………."You have to pick the places you don't walk away from." –Didion
…It’s your knack for filth
that keeps me begging for
beauty in the rotting soil.
Tell me how I grew from
garbage,
tell me how lethal, how lovely I
am.