me and my rolled ankle rest underneath the (your) influence
very tempted to perform some sort of floorboard exorcism, i just kind of want to put me away. today felt like an exorcism in itself, long, draining - sewage and energy levels alike - and it just becomes increasingly obvious that all me and the days ever do is split each other up like percocets until they're over.
i spent a bit of time in the library. didn't pick anything up, though it's been a while since i read something new so i probably should've... anyways, it buzzed with all the right energy and definitely the wrong lighting, but i learnt that i am in love with the way people's faces stretch when they smile. elastic cheeks! i could have stayed there forever. no one watching me try to touch the ceiling of you, hoping you don't notice i'm actually just clinging to your calves like a baby... but hey, as long as you notice me.
i'll find comfort in it one day
truelove (stolen),
ally
i spent a bit of time in the library. didn't pick anything up, though it's been a while since i read something new so i probably should've... anyways, it buzzed with all the right energy and definitely the wrong lighting, but i learnt that i am in love with the way people's faces stretch when they smile. elastic cheeks! i could have stayed there forever. no one watching me try to touch the ceiling of you, hoping you don't notice i'm actually just clinging to your calves like a baby... but hey, as long as you notice me.
i'll find comfort in it one day
truelove (stolen),
ally