It's dark and quiet and nothing can hurt me now The day demons are dead
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
Everything is best Because you Because me
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
I give too many fucks I’m a careless fuck giver A promiscuous worrier
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
Existential dieting
Any fucker who says it’s artistic and temperament of artist can fuck right off Mentally illness sucks
Existential dieting
My only talent is for dreamless sleep As we dig deeper into The hated months
Greedy pig life
i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like
Any fucker who says it’s artistic and temperament of artist can fuck right off Mentally illness sucks
love songs are kind of abstracted to me because of how my life was is … SHRUGS
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes
My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
keep thinking I should do something but nah
To be in love With candid kitchen you