I saw the the world spin beneath you, and scatter like ice from the spoon that was your womb...
Comin' down, the world turned over
And angels fall without you there
I go on as you get colder
Or are you someone's prayer?
Things that are on my mind:
I'm not sure I like myself as a human being anymore. What am I offering to anyone, really? I'm not doing anything, I'm not changing anything, I'm not really even thinking anything. Sadness. I'm 20 ( Read more... )
And angels fall without you there
I go on as you get colder
Or are you someone's prayer?
Things that are on my mind:
I'm not sure I like myself as a human being anymore. What am I offering to anyone, really? I'm not doing anything, I'm not changing anything, I'm not really even thinking anything. Sadness. I'm 20 ( Read more... )
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Have I told you that I wouldn't want to be 20 again. Except from the neck down...It does get better. I remember telling Brian, "If these are the best years of my life, kill me now." And fuck if I missed enjoying all of that freedom being miserable. Believe it or not, I cannot remember what the hell was making me so miserable back when you were 3 years old. Miserable I was though.
I feel for you.
Tie a rope baby kitten. Tie a rope!
P.S. Hormonal flutters lead to love sometimes. They are so fun. And soul crushing. They cannot be denied or discounted. (I tell my kids that those urges are there to get them to make babies. Your hormones don't care if you get out of high school.)I think I am starting to remember why I was so miserable...
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