I don’t remember the last time my love had somewhere safe to land
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I don’t remember the last time my love had somewhere safe to land
That rope ain’t gonna jump itself
For nearly 15 years I thought the stretch of road going past my grandmas was 50 mph.
My cousin thought it was 55 mph.
It’s 20 mph.
Apparently it’s been 20 for the last ‘60 years or so’
Who goes 20 on a clear open stretch of the road
I can feel us meeting and talking in another reality right now. An unspoken knowing, conversing. Connecting. Especially at night. Please keep meeting me. I’ve missed it.
It's in HD now. Enjoy!
My biggest regret in life is not trying harder to kill myself.
My dad died almost 5 years ago and ill still never change my number because it’s the only way he could ever find me again if he needed to.
I know that’s not possible, but that’s the last thing that’s stayed the same since he was here.
He wouldn’t know my vehicle, my address, where I work, that I even moved states.
Time just keeps going by and by, I want to have something he would still recognize.
How odd is that?
I wish I was dead.
I don’t know why God takes good people but just leaves me.
Coward.
I want it all to stop
All exits are starting to look the same.
I’m in so much fucking pain
If I died it would be the definition of disappearing without a trace
Nobody would remember that I’m not here anymore, they never actually realized that I ever was
Everyone deserves to feel like they matter
I don’t want to fucking be here