My best-case scenario, Eleanor
Is hair everywhere but my eyeballs
Elongation of my spine, the taste of feces, not just my own
And then, excruciating death
(Fucking murderer)
(Fuck! I hate this fucking place!)
(What's wrong, B, you don't like babysitting?)
(Huh? Yeah, it's a big fucking drag, I know)
("If you suffer from cramps", yeah, "headaches")
Machine Girl
