
Monthly Archives: February 2017
I’ve just met who I used to be

In no time at all this will be the distant past

You could see she’s an easy ride- but she’s just the kind that might get you by

Don’t waste your time searching for those wasted years

too much time on my hands, and it makes me want to cry, makes me want to throw my hands into the sky
Don’t talk like we’re stuck in a lift

Naked but for my thoughts

Do you love your guns, god, government? Well fuck you

Nothing’s ever finished

In my nothing you were everything to me
