I will not settle
for bits and pieces of you.
I want all of you.
can you imagine how fucking relieved the french must have been when we reached the year 2000?
they went from having to say “mille neuf cents quatre-vingt-neuf” to just having to say “deux mille” to say the year.
Expire - “3:56”
Searching for inspiration coming up empty handed
I’m running out of patience.
I feel so fucking stranded.
I killed myself in my mind at least a thousand times
on all those nights where I just couldn’t fall asleep.
Sitting there gritting my teeth watching the clock.
Couldn’t help but think about all I lived, loved, and lost.
I beat the piss out of myself.
I toss and turn inside my shell. I don’t know where I’m headed.
What’s the point?
cause I don’t get it.
I’d like to look like that.
Places to see before you die - Bonn Edition
It’s this time of the year again… and I’m not there :(
Deafheaven - Sunbather