so much beauty in dirt
i’m slowly turning around my mind, gradually flipping in the air and catching itself again i’m letting the light in and it feels good i like the warmth. i don’t care anymore, i can’t care anymore i know you won’t always listen, it’s ok, it makes me feel empty, but i’ll shrug it off because you’re there, you appear to be there and i need to learn to...
all i ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put...
my stomach hurts
and all i wanna do is read and bask in the sun
to watch planet earth :]
living and dying supressed by your worries undermined by your expectations i wish there was a way to escape without hurting your feelings i’m stuck between caring and aggression unable to do what i want i want to live my own life already.