I Can Be Everything You Need If You Make Me.

o and how i shook like the san andreas, took to writing all the things i was too afraid to scream, like, "i love you" or, "i'm leaving" or "i will never be able to forgive myself for this."

the seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet

i bet you love this, don't you?

the old gospel choir // modern baseball

No matter how I'm reassured, actions speak louder than words Watching you cut me out and stab me in the back fucking hurt I ache to progress, and I ache to just go back in time God knows I must return and take back what is fucking mine

every outcome's such a comedown.

my kitten always politely and apologetically licks my fingers after trying to gnaw holes through them

i love my mom

but for you, i was just a passerby

and you are colder than oldness could ever be