CNTRL

There are people who shoot horses and ones who get divorces and ones who create orphans after dark backseat mistakes. There are people who crash cars and get into fistfights at bars and stain their fingernails with tar but still feel pure when they awake. But it’s all fake, it’s all appearance. Ground control just gave me clearance to assault your landing strip and slam my hips against your hips and press my finger to your lips so you shut up at last, all quiet. Between covers we will riot against people who kick puppies and the girls that never loved me, and every misplaced something that we’ve had to do without. I press my finger to your lips and tell you not to shout.

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~ by perfectionatrix on June 3, 2010.

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