You're not interesting. Be thankful.

There are certain things you keep in your head.
The rest is just filler.
I love you,
Fuck you,
Suck me good,
That sort of thing.
There are nights were you can't remember who you lost
Your virginity to.
There are days when you forget your mother is dead.
There are needles that aren't clean.
There are bottles that will never empty.
There are dresses that always open.
You remember these things.


&
There are things you keep in your head.
For the love of god. Keep those things locked in.
Because no one cares.
Remember that.
& you'll be okay.
Keep ya guns loaded & your cards hidden.
Because talking is for the weak.
I've made women fall in love with me by bending my eyebrow.
There will be a time when you get to throw your 2 cents in.
Just hope Saint John is that cheap.
& that bored.