Call me and tell me you care,
There's a country to flatten over there.
Don't bore me with the truth,
I live alone, don't you?
Write down the things I should say,
There ain't enough hours in the day,
Perfect my cold stare,
Tell your friends I did a dare.
But don't you understand?
The hunger makes the man.
With all that lies in front of us,
The world looks so ridiculous to me.
Laugh with me hyena.
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boyfriend sweater: thrifted
skirt: H&M
bag, boots: Stradivarius
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