Godbless Studio 13 & Godbless Iowa City in all it's glory and all of it's weird sexual fuckers. I shake when i get the withdrawals in my black bra. No shirt and my jaw trembles in the dark on the porch smoking a cigarette. I need some More. Some of my friends are in the bedroom in their skin only and one is passed out on the carpet with his phone in his hand waiting for the message that gets his cock sucked. It didn't come in time.
And then it doesn't end and it only goes on for me...as it usually does. The thunderstorm rolls in and the lightening was already there and I wanna be an animal in the forest in the night with sharp teeth and blood on my mouth. I wanna see better than the owl.
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