can't speak and spell.

you'd send me something through the mail?

wow.

and i think i lost it
think i lost hope
think i lost hope
think i lost...think i lost it.

i can't believe we would do such things.
i couldn't believe it; i couldn't face it.

(and i can no longer
have males come at me
have males approach my sleeping bed
point at a sleeping form
have males
hurling shit my way
like
"c'mon, y'r breakin. my heart"

that's terrible

oh no.god.no.)