not enough songs about wanting to sacrifice your entire life and body and soul in service of someone who doesnβt particularly care about you but finds your abject devotion kind of amusing.
*pulls the trigger*
*pulls the trigger*
i think the apples rotten right to the core from all the things passed down from all the apples coming before.
i never saw you in a sexual way, i saw you in poems and the coffee i drink everyday, i saw you in the ocean and in the rain that makes the cold and dry soil germinate, i saw you in the nostalgic movies and pictures and the memories it brings, and i saw you in the love song playing on the radio.
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Forwarded from Unresolved Issues (Bonita)
Sticker game is a thing. I keep adding people's stickers to my keyboard but I cannot add their wit to my brain.
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I believe in disgusted at first sight
I want us to be wrapped as a handsfree wire so i can hear your heartbeat. I want us to be tied as a chain owing the fact that chains doesn't break easily. It doesn't matter how hard you try to break the coil chain, it will be tight and compressed. I want us to be the plant, and its dear water that it couldn't live without. I crave the wonderwall between our atoms and my soul craves your existence like a mineral for its life. the way that i require you is like a servant who needs something to believe in so they make a god for themself to admire.
I cling to everything - CDs that skip, rings that turn my fingers green, the dead ends of my hair, old love notes that turn my stomach over and over. And I'm not proud but there are still boxes under my bed. And I'm not proud but my closet is still running out of space. And nostalgia is a fucking waste of time but my heart is full with it. Tell me I won't hold this forever. Tell me there will be a day where I let gloriously go.
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If this sleep schedule keeps messing me up.
have you ever felt a special kind of sadness that doesn't belong to you but is very personal to you?
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have you ever felt a special kind of sadness that doesn't belong to you but is very personal to you?
im not feeling sad im actually pretty happy. maybe a little stressed but that's not the case. I just remembered that sometimes the sadness I feel doesnt feel like mine. it's like I've stolen it from someone else.
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no rizz just hand gestures, lack of healthy brain cells and a crazy beef with normal human beings