get out of my head
Some things are better left unsaid
But I never know the difference when I’m lying in bed
Tell myself it’s gonna work this time
..yours or mine
truth
matter to you
11.19
I’ll catch the last train leaving for the end of the line
aaaaaaaaaaoooowwooaa
25.07.29
Inaction is a disease, and thinking’s not the cure
the vacuum makes me dizzy like the vanities of yore
still at my suffocated ruminative intubated core
I feel the drip drip seeping bloody passion of before
I feel the whip whip beaten dirty shame and want for more













