May 11
we convince ourselves there are no villains nor saints until we hold on to the wrong ropes love the wrong people and neglect those who condense for our rains stay out of the shade, we run into the sun scald and gray, for all the wrong people in all the right ways all the right people, driven away.
#confessional poetry?#wow i make such bad decisions#im truly sorry to all my constants#integration constants yes#for always searching for variables#retrospect#god i'm so naive#what the fuck am i doing holy shit#REGRETCORE#poem#poetry#quotes#spilled ink#light academia#love#romanticism#romanticise everything#writing inspo#guys am i crazy