*clap clap*
If you’re emotionally distant clap your hands
If you’re emotionally distant clap your hands
If you hide it with a smile
And your feelings taste like bile
If you’re emotionally distant clap your hands
If you’re emotionally distant clap your hands
If you’re emotionally distant clap your hands
If you hide it with a smile
And your feelings taste like bile
If you’re emotionally distant clap your hands
I’m at that current stage in life where I try guzzling ice water as fast as I can before the ice inevitably breaks free and smashes itself against my face
Does anyone else remember when we were given the sex talk in like fifth grade and the teacher made everyone shout “penis” really loud? Like an army of tiny children locked in a single room all chanting “penis” like some satanic cult? Do you think the janitors learned to recognize it, like, “Oh, it’s penis day again”?