do we have to be our mothers in the end? maybe not so much if i refrain from breeding.
but, you friend. friend that i want to crucify. your cruelty & carelessness will make you spin hard hard & throw you far far. to a place where your heart splatters on the concrete. just. like. mother. dearest.
& you three girls. you keep me alive. rose white, wee-kee, bitchass. i heart you guys so hard!
but, we are spinning hard too. not like that though. we are spinning crazy & trying to make it like a dance. for that is what we crave. freedom to dance our wild dances. even when they are looking.
<3
ah.lex
