To do:

rigorous study of, or great accomplishment within, a particular field; a long track record of competence in a demanding field; an extensive history of dedication and effort in service to a specific discipline (e.g., medicine or law) or a high degree of accomplishment, training or wisdom within a given field; a high degree of physical discipline.

Bruh. The CIA is wilin'

I know, I honest to God love these guys.

What? You think i'm kidding.

Give me something to shut up about

Come fill up my mouth,

Rather than my mind with doubt

Don't wonder about me;

I'd rather have you come out

(I'll be a lady)

It won't be the talk of the town;

In the pillow face down,

So it muffles the sound

How about that

Holy fuck, i'm depressed, man.

YWH.

WHAT.

He's got beautiful eyes.

Oh my God. What a beautiful baby.

Let's just face it: we're gonna have some funny looking kids.

Funny looking kids have higher moral values.

You're not wrong.

So it's true,

What everybody says about you

I hear what they all say

I wanna hear what they all say

You wanna hear what they all say?

So it's true

What everybody says

Says about you

I want your body on my body

I almost never thought of you

I haven't got to wonder longer

I'll drift off to find you

I think

I love you.

( I certainly love you)

“Lover,”

I called her a lover.

The shaman was never a shaman.

The mother was always a mother.

I love you.

Yo,

What's that like?

‘I thought to myself'

I just wanna know.

I wanna know your story

Well, here I go–

It doesn't take long,

You know

Just stick with the program,

Hope some of it sticks at all

Don't let the tears fall out, at all

Don't let the tears out, no

Don't go

It is in a different order;

A whole different story

But it's getting colder

on this whole half of the globe

It doesn't matter to me,

Because it can't

And

It just happens to be because

It is

There's nothing left between us but the wind

There's nothing left between us but the wind

It's been a while since i've been injured this badly

My heart is so broken, I wonder if it was ever whole

I hadn't quite captured that monster
I tend to get jealous

Even when it don't make sense

I'm not a well woman

I'm envious,

Ingenious, even

Same as it always was

Friends with benefits

My name is Sami

If you ask me

I've got business

In Manhattan

Better run along to make it better, now

If I can

another random dance

Another heart attack,

A mild one

It goes on for miles and miles

Why I had my eyes on

I'll never know

It's hard at the front lines,

You're always on camera

I'll never be good enough

I'll never be worth it

Let it happen

Lift the curse up

I miss having the nerve just to swallow it all down at once

Bury my head in the sand

As if anything was random,

Rather than calculated

If i could rest for a second and take it all in

That i might as well say I won't make it

It's all up in flames, now

Don't be mad

It don't matter to me

I don't care about love

About nothing, and nobody

I surely don't care about me

See

It's all up in flames now

And it's kind of unlikely

That I'll see you this time round

But you know where to find me

Or how

I don't let any tears down

The whole two hours

I'm almost proud of it

I don't care who she is

I'd just rather not be reminded

Out of sight

Out of mind

I've been keeping my eye on

But my mind off

Round and round, gone

Like a fire alarm

At least the last time i heard on

Talking in shapes

But i'd rather not talk at all

The whole world is on fire

I hate girls,

Cause i never was one

I only like white light to quench my thirst

It's a fire alarm

And the black smoke

Goes up

Now, i don't smile a lot

But i talk to God

very often, look

It's a game of luck,

And i've lost some

I've lost

All ive got

I got nothing left

Nothing left to want

I just want a friend

or a plug

But i've got to get off some

I bought a rocket to mars once

I've come back, now

Funny story

I was sorry, but

Now i'm more glorified for it

Guess you caught me

What a number huh

I should call it up

A postpartum stutter

Never a woman i was

Or a girl

but a mother of someone

Who might have forgotten

No, I'm never gonna look like that

I'm never gonna be like her

I'm never gonna sound alike

Like a God

I just worship the front lines

Figure it out

I was never enough for no one

Was never a girl

But was somehow, instead

Born a woman and mother

I mortify man

with my body

How grotesque,

To be dead,

It is

How hazardous,

To put this on

It's just a show

It's just a job

Such a number

I should just shut up

I should wash my hands of obsession

But love's just a body

I rather admire it

Have I done enough

Have I done enough yet

I've been out of my body,

But never like this

If you can make me come once

You can make me come twice

Nevermind, nevermind

Of men and mice

I've been counting my options

And rocks

On the wrong ones

It's only a dolomite

I never promised

I wouldn't promise,

If i had promised to

(What. Ever.)

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