Currently listening to: Wildest Dreams – Taylor Swift
He’s so tall and handsome as hellHe’s so bad, but he does it so wellAnd when we’ve had our very last kissMy last request is
Say you’ll remember meStanding in a nice dressStaring at the sunset, babeRed lips and rosy cheeksSay you’ll see me againEven if it’s just in your wildest dreams, ah-ah, ha (ha-ah, ha)Wildest dreams, ah-ah, ha
You’ll see me in hindsightTangled up with you all nightBurning it downSomeday when you leave meI bet these memoriesFollow you around
I see wild animals all over as if I were in the Serengeti.
- The macaws at work who like to repeat the latest spilled tea/chisme.
- The entitled wild boars aka Karens who have gone amuck at the stores and restaurants.
- The giraffes who have insomnia and are workaholics.
- The elephants who insist that old is gold.
- The wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing using their rizz to win people over so that they can exploit and control others.
- The peacocks fanning out their feathers to attract a mate or two.
- The sloths who are slower than molasses and are not in any rush to do a damn thing.
- The hyenas and condors ready for me to fail so they can pick at my carcass or ask me if they can pick my feeble brain.
- The banded mongooses waiting in the queue to take my position(s) at work.
I am like a moth with muted colors, harmlessly fluttering about incognito into the darkness.
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