i was just in the copy room at work and one of our faculty walks in...
he says, "how embarassing! we have matching jeans" as he points to his seven jeans.
i say, "why? i'm not that young, it means you're stylish"
silly rabbit, i mean, professor.
this scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
i try to reach deep but you couldn't get in
now you're outside me, you see all the beauty
repent all your sins
...
live through this and you won't look back
