i'll finally make something dissapear.i've been practicing dissapearing & i think that i got it down

[_keight]

were you surprised that we never spoke? i never planned on this, but it's the way it goes. and now it all seems too familiar, like pages turned on calendars that give the same twelve months to fuck things up year after year. and i can't believe how down i am, like a well being lowered in, the water stops, the bucket drops.
it's farther and farther down,
farther and farther down.

thats how i feel right now.

tomorrow = Armor for Sleep in Cleveland. maybe that'll bring the mood up.

+ im falling for the amusement rap music brings me.