June 2013
- Mom: "CARLY HURRY UP! BOB SEGER!"
- Both: *fangirling*
i’m forever stuck between wanting to discover loads of new music and wanting to listen to the same 4 albums over and over again
before you fall in love with me,
let me tell you that I smoke too
many cigarettes, and I would
rather watch the moon on a
Saturday night than go out and
get drunk at expensive bars with
people that don’t give a damn about me.
let me tell you that I am yesterday’s
paper throw in the garbage, unread.
I am not a romantic midnight walk
down by the park, or everlasting
roses that never wilt. I am not a
gracious ocean, but rather a humid,
filthy swamp. so before you fall in
love with me, run.
- sext: i just bought us music festival tickets
I wish I was best friends with somebody.
Cigarette reflections on a plastic faith
I swear I’ve heard this one a thousand times
Lobotomies of dedications ruined this place
Treading water tryna breathe
Is this the gospel of a failure to come?
Its just one step to slip
Can’t you see this fucking road we’re on?
At the bottom everything’s alright but it’s still so hard to write these songs
And make our way out through the dawn
But I said
We can start walking home if you wanna
Take in these city lights
We can try to test false hope and see if there’s anything left inside
We can start walking home if you wanna
Take in these small town lights tonight
We can make sure there’s a way out of here
Come back down to the middle where I’ve been
Settling into, with or without you.
But what do I know?
a haiku
i am so horny
i am so so so horny
i am so horny
One day, just one fucking day I’d like to go about and do everything I do any other day looking like and wearing the same fucking clothes I wear literally all of the time without a single person commenting on my chest.
IT’S THERE, TRUST ME, I KNOW. IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO CONSTANTLY COMMENT ON. THEY’RE LARGE BOOBS, GET OVER IT.
“dude” is a gender neutral term and i will not be convinced otherwise