The Bearsquid
You may have kicked me till I was blue
but from that experience I grew

it's true, fuck you
there are better ones to woo



So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.


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11 months ago on June 15th, 2012 | J | 2 notes