don't you hate it
when everything comes crashing down
you've been supposing a lot of things these days baby
it's killing me
but if you're content i suppose i'll be ok too
you haven't touched me in eighty three hours
i haven't seen you in that yellow tee since july
when it's all too quite at two thirty am
i can hear you laughing like before you start crying
it's windy outside and i can't stop staring
oh sweet jesus
how does one become unpretentious
i feel like puking
moving on
and it all has to end in blood
because the universe says so
and this love of ours
it's a terrible thing
one moment i hate your scent
nauseating chanel and cucumber body lotion
the very next fleeting second
my head's dizzy and my vision's blurred if you're not next to me
i feel like dancing on your grave
maybe in the afterlife
where i'll be wearing jasmine in my hair and past seven lives
our love wouldn't be so terribly bland
because right now we're doing everything but falling in love
(i made the banner above and it's stupid but yeet yeet i don't care)
