I want to get distracted. But for what?
I don't even know what I've gone through.
This is ridiculous. But I'm happy.
I think I'm high rn. My world was a mess.
Always a mess.
Never tidy enough for me to walk through without bumping in my sides.
Yeah I think I'm high. And in lifeless.
Like some people that sick in the head.
I'm stuffed.
Less miserable than my hair.
My hair was a mess. And still a mess. Will never change, always a mess.
Some message get across you? Nvm then. I'm high.
