The Atlantic was born today, and I’ll show you how.
Loving is good if it’s not understood.
In order to get what you needed you spent time on nothing much.
A combination of love and agression.
It’s a lullaby from Wonder Woman’s radio.
I’m turning out just like my father, though I swore I never would.
Oh empty belly it’s time to feed you.
She feels she needs to leave to avoid a messy aftermath.
They’re staring with blood in their mouths.
You idiot kid, you don’t have a clue.
