I'm just a meow meow mrow?

I think my hair is wet, like a damp mouth full of feathers
i'm not going anywhere, maybe
a skating party for TRL hits of the nineties
I'll get out of bed maybe
to wait hold on oh gosh
i'm going to throw up.

I'm begging for something mainstream, i
want to eat corndogs in the mall
shop at aeropostale
try on a dog skin suit.
meow
i collected paperweights in my youth,
all glassy growths and i wanted to be an author
the phone rings and everyone is taught to ignore it.
the title of the first slide is "If you don't eat breakfast, you're a fucking idiot"

Let's just watch How I Met Your Mother and forget that we're real people
give me a can of laughs for my birthday. my birthday can be whenever you want.