No drama Except the shit I have in my head
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something
Greedy pig life
Greedy pig life
House sleepers important too
To be in love With candid kitchen you
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you
I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
I'm not a monster I am a monster
Me I’ll overthink myself into 500 years of doubt and self murder
I hate myself But all my demons are my own
Everything is best Because you Because me
ppl with fewer feelings and nothing In common get married all the time
So sweet yes Honeycomb bones
I tell the truth against my nature or with you the daylight sneaks in
i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like
I've been avoiding doctors So I'm unmediated
At any other point in history I wouldve been dead for years