cherry cola 7.25

Got some needs yeah, I need to shake it

And I razamataz you honey, if you want me to

I can be your daddy, be your rock n' rolla'

You can be my sugar, be my cherry cola

Got some needs yeah, I need to skake it

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Come home

How many times, for any reason have you wanted to say come home. Home is that place where everything is alright, where it always feels like Christmas. Home is the one place you feel wanted, grounded, unshakable. Like a womb made of bricks and board. Where all the furnishings have a story and a place.. The place you come back to at the end of the day. I don't have that place any more. But if I did, I'd tell you to come home.

Cutsie

Today I don't feel quite right. Yesterday was similar, as was the day before. I have my trinkets and toys surrounding me. My jewellery, porcelain and mirrors. I'm like the insecurity in the middle of the most secure beautiful things in the world. My little lamp makes everything look so much prettier, just that little glow that they need. My black hair, and white face must seem ghost like to these cutsie things.

Liquorice for veins and cherryade for blood

'If anything, it should have been a better thing. From underneath you staring at the ceiling, there’s another world of chocolate bars and baseball cards, that hides inside of all this tension that I’m feeling'