some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”
with the lamplight at my back it feels like someone else is ther… my ears are full of wax and ghosts everything i hear is haunted headphones plugged into a headston…
human beings are animals and we should absolutely celebrate that when we are hungry
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
i knew i should not have unwrapped… but my will is weak at the beckon… so i took off your dress and let y… a bursting fruit flavor supplement… made everything else go away
sparks fly when you put a couple forks in the microwave too
i was born in a basket of apples out of place from the start always berated by questions like “where is your stem?” “why are you so round?”
the anticipation was staggering be… rifling through the closet for tha… a faded Misfits tee and my black leather jacket but the shows were always a disapp…
just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her
i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems
sobering up is a lot like waking up you don’t really remember your dre… but you know they were more exciti… than this
stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me
you only get so many nights like t… where the streetlights become tiny… she picks you up at your place for… and introduces you to Joy Divisio… blacklight and 80's retro music
THE ARTIST constantly trying to get somewhere he
