snippet from funny how I think of you.
funny how I think of you.
Music: Why'd you only call me when you're high? by Artic Monkeys
Shadows by Au Revoir Simone
4:32 a.m.
slightly stoned

I am so tired of the same thing every day, seeing the same people, hearing the same bullshit. I want out of this godforsaken place. Nothing makes sense and nothing rolls of my tongue the way I intend for it too. I can't stop thinking about the day at his apartment. WE talked about getting out of here. Getting far away and making our way to each other, letting each other sink in. I imagined taking his photo and moving his hair out of his face. He is quite beautiful, you know. Sometimes I think I might just want him for the taste. Nothing seems to stick with me these days. I am a train wreck and I know it, but it's no time to remind myself of that.

I am trying to escape the maize in my head, trying to exhale.

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