I’m gonna pout and float all in space
The horror of waking up as myself. Again
I suck Thank fuck for great things I can sit with
just want something to soften the edges of my distress
I give too many fucks I’m a careless fuck giver A promiscuous worrier
Big soft pig cushion
i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like
silently screaming and contorting myself into awful shapes
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
To be in love With candid kitchen you
Existential dieting
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
SITS IN CORNER FACING THE WAL
I’m gonna watch tv now and try not to think about anything ever
Greedy pig life
keep thinking I should do something but nah
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
nothing happened though i have to recover like something did
I’m gonna pout and float all in space
To own desired objects
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something