5:00
oh, and the bones I'm about to leave
yeah, and take me down to the river and bathe me clean
put me on the back of vour white horse to ride
all the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me

somewhere, a star is collapsing under its own weight. i like to think it understands me.

when you're losing your mind slowly but noticeably

every time after listening family tree by ethel cain i feel like its time for me to lie back as a corpse and rest for a few days

"when life becomes maddeningly polite.. think about me. think about me, will, don't worry about me"

me when i think

i’ll only be truly happy once i physically fight my father (it could fix me)