#glittergorediary

[glitterandgorre]

the permanence of death is never real to me until i feel the painful longing in my heart for my grandma to hold me and tell me that i belong here and i’m just as important as anyone else. the lump in my throat never goes away i’ve found in just waiting for someone to distract me from me.

we get older and lose the only people who prayed for us. kendrick got it so right when he said bitch now my grandma’s dead, so ain’t nobody praying for me.

[glitterandgorre]

industrial america - sitting on the train tracks playing spades while i shake a fresh pack, we are ugly and we are rotten with the best damn drugs you’ve ever gotten.

[glitterandgorre]

all i’ve been listening to lately