Did you know shoegazing was a genre?
My life sucks. I'm feeling very caustic. I used to just want to breathe smoke, but now I hope for acidic clouds. I want to say things I'll regret and delete. I want to find someone who cares that I'm still alive. I want to blame others for me being so worthless. I want to split my abdomen and spill my guts in all the horrifying graphic detail of raw emotion that's been pent up for years. I want friends who miss me and a lover that's as crazy as I am and will not lie to me or use me. I want to be forgiven and not forgotten so quickly. I want to believe that the terrible things people say to me when kidding aren't true. I want to be honest instead of just telling the truth.
I want a lot of things.
I want a lot of things.