yeah okif yall are gonna beon yr phones theni dont feel so badabout my drunk scribblesfuck it all my boys unhappy& my reluctant crush hasv o m i t b r e a t hits 1117 & im drunk &i wanna be trashed& im so tired of thisDISappearing actjesus why is everything chaosim ready toContinue reading “i’d leave if the rotation was just a little longer”
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you’re a ben kweller blizzard
it’s been lonelier than usual at worki keep calling long distancelike it’ll make a differencethis time hi hello again am ibothering youyour tone changedsomewhere recently maybe you’re the wrong bankfor this deposit this is all so counterproductivelike a nailbiting habitborn from hygiene anxiety backskip & blot lipstickmaybe this part won’talways feel so fraught hi helloContinue reading “you’re a ben kweller blizzard”
loosey-goosey
i meant to tell you a story onceit may be stale nowbut it’s three peoplein a smoky apartmentrunning lines, changing wordsembellishing & polishingthe confidence in camaraderieday after day i felt stronger &more alive & ready to stretch. goddamn it was beautiful. uskids cooking a meal together you did thisit’s our story nowall of itand iContinue reading “loosey-goosey”
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i wrote some notesbeforei opened the floorfor questions& here we are nowi’ll remind youthat you asked. i’m burned out on sexy people& sexy partieshow does it feelbeing yousee i guess you’ve gatheredi’m intense —that’s why i like camping yeah no yeah howdo you get it all quiethow do you convince yourselfto breathe?like this:[ ] butContinue reading “[ ]”
everything is blue. pt iv
if we got togetheri’d probably stop singingi’d probably stop singingif we got togetheryou don’t have to ask mei’d just fucking do iteven if you beg mei can’t get back into itbetter if you’re absentbetter if i’m piningbetter if we’re drinkingbetter just a pictureof your lips all over mine fuck you, fuck you, fuck youeverything isContinue reading “everything is blue. pt iv”
i have to keep fighting muscle memory
it shouldn’t be this easy to humiliate myselfsurely you’ve noticedby nowi’m all shaky handswhen you say hello
bite me you fucking lush
two left out on the edge of nothingand here i was trying to be goodif it ain’t wrong then it don’t feel rightand i’ve cut it off before. yeah i broke it off before.i need designer vacations and drugs with a kickyou can’t kiss me on these filthy sheetsi want to get away. i wantContinue reading “bite me you fucking lush”
that’s what makes them gods
we’ll never make it all fit againedges sharper & the space deflates;you’ve got a way to measurehow thick blood runs this time. sayin babe what flavor is the shame?you wanna be adored?i could worship you forever,right up until you fuck it up. the best thing about gods isthey don’t care when you lose faith —watchContinue reading “that’s what makes them gods”
sick of men destroying shit
that carbon-black cookie sheet is (was) a wilton nonstick (obviously) ruined by carelessness i’d get another but i just don’t trust you not to roast chicken on the new one (that is what pyrex is for) it’s like when parents say we’ll get nicer stuff when the kids are a little older but you’re anContinue reading “sick of men destroying shit”
you’d like me better burning
we only get this one life & we’re setting it on fire how cool is that? even the xtians know jesus had to die for what came next & maybe we’re running toward destruction because we know how it saves my religion is my mother’s: we both love a reckless dead man who told usContinue reading “you’d like me better burning”
mattress dungeon 