bitch doesn't even begin to quantify
an old friend is getting married
Poetry
I AM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND OVER HOW LITTLE I MATTER IN THE GRAND SCHEME OF THINGS.
sometimes I think I could live in these empty boxes, curl up, close the tab on the whole world,
WHAT YOU WANT I AIN’T GOT IT
WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!
Falling in love with your friend even though he’s stubborn and afraid
Don't look at me like that.
The Car
It’s holy magic,
A dream
thoughts are covered by old bed-sheets.
Whirl
the spins were moving