your eyes, they turn me
Mon. 3/3/2025 i want to spend my afternoons making out with strawberries and reading my old writings while listening to jeff buckley. Sun. 3/16/2025 oh, to have a lover running in the snow as the rain falls at dawn carry me things i break apart your touch, your clit it could've never been real driving that one night picking [blank] up from the airport i stared at your forehead i could just kiss it i could just reach it like something from a movie far away from everything i fell driving home in the dark that night i fell Wed. 3/26/2025 rotting away. taking pills to make it easier. living the same day over and over, an endless bend. the faint taste of what i once had, the harsh reality knocking at the doorstep. i will never ever learn, but maybe one day i will be free. Sun. 4/6/2025 maybe i was never meant to love somebody. thank God i don't need to. maybe my dad got plastic surgery for a reason, so he wouldn't end up with the features that I did. as long as my mom c...
