waking up

[claire_writes]

You know what I love?
I love it when you're all fucking assholes
when the world doesn't fly around me
in a grand parade
when you all aren't singing my praises
and blowing at my feet,
like every tiny fire in the world
was counting its good mood
landing on the right-side
of my bed's symmetrically opposed ravine
god I love you the most then.