[sickandevil]

your hair has changed and your smile sits differently on your face. there’s a familiarity there but it’s not the same as i once knew. you’re a stranger inside the body of my childhood best friend. did that version of you decay alongside our relationship. was it already happening? the rot spreading like hushed whispers of secrets? how do i find you again? how do i go home to a place that no longer exists?

[sickandevil]

growing up and growing apart from people you used to spend every day with is so tough. no i don’t want to talk to you, yes i get anxious whenever i think about what you’re up to. no i’m not sure if i’ll ever forgive you. your birthday was recently, i hope you had a nice day. our old photos make me sick to my stomach, i saw this video i know would make you laugh if i showed it to you. yes our roots are all intertwined, no i don’t want to water them. i’d like to dig them up and burn them actually