valyn Peterson :
All alone in my bedroom
With the lights turned
down and my roommate gone
I know it's over still I cling on
'Cause I'm my own right-hand girl
And I don't need anyone
But sometimes I miss your
stupid face, and your taste
And your smoking gun
It's so depressing how
the tear ducts in my eyes
Are so much wetter than the
space between my thighs
Oh, oh, oh I can't help if thinking
about you only makes me cry
It keeps me wet, you keep
me wet, 'til I run dry
It's nights like this that
remind me of my deepest fantasy
Where I'm all alone and I feel
the cold, dark earth caressing me
'Cause I'm six feet under
nearly, and I don't have anyone
But this wouldn't be the
first or last time that
Both these tears and I have come
It's so depressing how
the tear ducts in my eyes
Are so much wetter than the
space between my thighs
Oh, oh, oh I can't help if thinking
about you only makes me cry
It keeps me wet, you keep
me wet, 'til I run dry
My blood runs cold, my
thoughts are plasmic
I'm not letting go
And letting go could be orgasmic
But I guess I wouldn't know
It's so depressing how
the tear ducts in my eyes
Are so much wetter than the
space between my thighs
Oh, oh, oh I can't help if thinking
about you only makes me cry
It keeps me wet, you keep
me wet, 'til I run DRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
2026-01-21 01:31:30