i have no idea what i’m doinglying hereway over my headdrowningin this emotional cesspool of my own making the situation would be unbearableif it weren’t for those who love meholding my handtheir gentle supportguiding me back into the foldfinally awarewhat was here the entire time Peace \(-_-)/
i have no idea what i’m doinglying hereway over my headdrowningin this emotional cesspool of my own making the situation would be unbearableif it weren’t for those who love meholding my handtheir gentle supportguiding me back into the foldfinally awarewhat was here the entire time Peace \(-_-)/
when exactly was itthat everything about me changedat what point did all i ever thought i knewbecame drastically and fan-frickingtasticlyrearranged too much funsometimes i think i’m having wayway too much fun but then my mind meandersflying greeks around the sunas if my waxy wingsmy stupidly superciliousstuff n thingswere inevitablyand sad to say irrevocablyon the run [...]
Four in the morningis just a time of dayit comes and goeswithout fanfarewithout warning Oo(-_-)y-~
all i need breathable airclean waterand a friend some critical theoryto defend the run of a placewith no lines to crosswhere sacred spacewas never lost a little less timea lot more spineand the wherewithal to find all i need Peace/Love m(___)m