i really don't wanna sleep alone tonight. or ever again. but i lack the freedom and fullfillment that gets me out of my mind. i'm stuck in imagination that forces reality out of anything worth keeping. its a quiet thing that never leaves my head. and the sad songs feel pathetic, yet it replaces getting off or out. i dont have any eyes to look away from. or any arms to miss falling into.and i'm fucking jealous of the person who has someone they wait weeks to see. who has no credit because they have to text for contact. or the kid who gets bullshit from the parents of the one she loves. because they have something
fuck,iloveyou
xo
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