(no subject)
further away
stream down epitaphs of dry runs and escape methods to be alone with myself
just YURI clowning me till my heart proposes to say yes to laughter
make videos and intermediate novice excerpts of mundane magical drama
i like it in disarray, it seems to bite me, it seems to get me lost and feel self-pity
because i haven't allowed myself to wander and understand that for a long time.
memories of you driving that car and me on the passenger street
making fun poking fun of anything strange and obscure
like google map directions
and the tension of silence because non has the words to express the feeling - that singular, sharp and microscopic feeling that neither doctors can figure out
and as of tonight i feel that, but only to myself, which neither i, can understand
stream down epitaphs of dry runs and escape methods to be alone with myself
just YURI clowning me till my heart proposes to say yes to laughter
make videos and intermediate novice excerpts of mundane magical drama
i like it in disarray, it seems to bite me, it seems to get me lost and feel self-pity
because i haven't allowed myself to wander and understand that for a long time.
memories of you driving that car and me on the passenger street
making fun poking fun of anything strange and obscure
like google map directions
and the tension of silence because non has the words to express the feeling - that singular, sharp and microscopic feeling that neither doctors can figure out
and as of tonight i feel that, but only to myself, which neither i, can understand