mitski’s ‘lush’ rp prompts.
i was born hungry.
i am something.
what could i be?
there is a light that i can see. but only, it seems, when there’s darkness in me.
i am waiting.
i was born waiting for that something, just that something.
crying sets me free.
i’m beautiful. i know, ‘cause it’s the season.
i am an organism. i’m chemical.
that’s all. that is all.
i’m in my prime.
you like control. well, i do, too.
you can come closer, i’ll let you hurt me how you choose.
this view of you, of the top of your head, makes me forgive you.
i’m tired of not loving you.
my heart wants to hold you, but i know the rules.
i’ll sell my heart to you.
i want, i want.
i think my brain is rotting in places.
i think my heart is ready to die.
i think my body is falling in pieces.
tell me what you took. what’d you take?
i think the ground is pulling me down.
if i gave up on being pretty, i wouldn’t know how to be alive.
i should move to brand new city and teach myself how to die.
real men don’t need other people.
i think i’m a real man.
well done, girl, you’re looking good.
they’re above that, damn it.
go ahead. do it, do it.
you’re home to me.
if i am not yours, what am i?
let me go towards the morning star, with hope it won’t disappear.
i’m all used up, pretty boy.
mercy on me, would you please spare me tonight?
i’m tired of this searching.
i know my room is a mess.
i hope you leave right before the sun comes up.
let’s shake this poet out of the beast.
sometimes i get closer to it, but i’ve never found it.
a hopeless violence, i named it, ‘love’.
you are dead, the light of a world is fading.
don’t fear them or their hunger.
you were human, don’t forget it.
i’ll live without you, though the struggle will be daily.