Act ii Tuesday

Dolly Parton 9 to 5

Going home just to 5 to 9 in acid running down my face

Ariana grande come on put that lipstick on

If I can get through the devil’s punishments I can get through your little lacerations

Fleabag I love you it’ll pass for breakfast

Woke up to you watching me sleep

Thought I was just a whore that triggered your core wound

Guess I’ll always be a wrecking ball to you

Backslid before Wednesday

Using you like an ashtray for the perpetual spiral of loneliness