i remember running through the wet grass falling a step behind both of us never tiring desperately wanting desperately wanting & i’m lonely. and i'm sorry to be here, sayin’ all this, out loud, and i hope yer not listenin'. ahem. this'd be yer cue to lead yer eyes elsewhere, folks. so, don't say i didn't fuckin' warn ya. i dunno if it’s the songs I can’t stop cyclin', the shards of love that I keep steppin’ on that cut my feet as I try to walk, beggin’ me to bleed, just a lil, or the damn... read more
