just do something

[whengingersnaps]

compliments and clashes.
but we worked so well in pretty compositions. and i could tell you fell for lengthy conversations -
on bridges and rooftops. without me.
not really a factor, more of a sector in the way i loved you and you liked me.
got a thing for red heads? you even like the way we bleed. pale pink skin split so perfectly.
was it as startling as you had hoped
that day you found me tied up with thin rope
that was really more of a
string.
dreams are just dreams
things are just things.
flowers are pretty, boy,
but they got weak roots.
fibrous and lithe
and big metal shoots that
fucked you up the way you wanted them to.

and i really dont know what this is about
it just sort of

came out?