We sat and made a list
Of all the things that we had
Down the backs of table tops
Ticket stubs and your diaries
I read them all one day
When loneliness came and you were away
Oh they told me nothing new,
But I love to read the words you used
I keep having dreams where these terrible things are happening to me and you’re there, by my side in the hospital and its just a nightmare because in reality I know you would be nowhere to be found. I know that you wouldn’t rush to my side.
i feel like ppl dont appreciate how hard ive worked to strike the perfect balance between self deprecating humour and very exaggerated vanity
A cute boy snapchatted me seductively asking how he could help relieve my stress and I sent him a picture of my homework and he didn’t respond.
"so what are your plans for after college?"
i will dismantle the establishment board by board
Jesus Christ I need to get laid.