I wish dissapointment was enough to deter me but I persist. I wish, I wish, I wish knowing you’d let me down meant goodbye. I wish I didn’t love like a dog, but, I persist.

Ive never felt further away from myself in the best and scariest ways all in one.

call me babe or baby and we’re getting married. watch out.

everytime I feel I’m getting somewhere I realize I have only myself.

just a vortex of sticky, prickly, and warm delusions.