Become dust with me,
insignificant and everywhere,
for I will love you even after
your marrow isn’t but
a whisper in your bones…
Mood
Mood
Yeah, I’m like an artsy creative guy, but not like to the point where I’m a dick about it, y'know
Deleting conversations and blocking people is apart of the healing process and adjacent to self care
I met this women the other day who owns a whole 3 bedroom home, a car, a dog and cat, has a good paying job and doesn’t have any kids or a partner. She lives all on her own in a suburban neighborhood and I’m like fuck I aspire to be you and she’s only 36 looking like she’s 25. I almost forgot what my goal in life was and she reminded me that
EXACTLY HOW I WANNA BE
I’ve never ran into someone that I can share all pieces with without feeling I have to hide some things. I’ve been tolerated not accepted.