I Don't Like My Clothes Anymore...

so i took them off and now i'm cooking in my underwear

cooking for one is a sad and depressing thing

and i'm not sure i've had that much of a good day

i've spent most of it alone

with t.v and music and novels

and the whole way home from work i didn't see a single person

at 7 o clock on friday evening?!?

and now suddenly mince meat looks like brains spilled on concrete

and peppers have that strange fleshy interior that always makes me feel slightly uncomfortable

and onions make me cry but they smell so good when they are cooking

lady of the house of love