droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it
he looks off into the distance as if god exists waiting beyond the winds with some kind of answer he looks on dating sites
it’s okay if you want to stay insi… listen to a Bon Iver song on repe… eat too much ice cream and think about all the girls that got away
a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice
drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in
she dances like a fool at the idio… gracelessly fueled by cocktails and
it was never my intention to clip… i was only trying to take a feathe… so that i would have something to… after you flew away
he keeps it bottled for days like these vintage destinies rush toward the… breaths of dead fruits inhale deep… and he drowns himself in their req…
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
he burns through the keys in hopes to unlock himself with freedom of song
for wars not fought and battles not waged axes that fell from the hands of warriors
there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…
his wings are lazy buzzing around the same pond a fly scared to change
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
