i call it art.
please don't say we're done, when i'm not finished.
please don't do this anymore, because it makes my head spin a little.
which isn't very nice. well, at least not
like, it's going nowhere. it's never going to be able to go anywhere.
give me something i can hold onto. something concrete, that's not going to fall away from beneath me when i least expect it.
or don't give me anything at all, because, i guess i could talk myself out of it. or whatever, you know.
i'm still shaking.
iiiiii doooooon't waaaaaant to beeee like this anymooooore.
ugh, i feel like
into my pillow.
girl in a coma
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