Garbage Post: 1999 In 16

It’s either give love all the way, or lock it up and stay away stray towards an exit

Is it too much, should I shut up, relax elsewhere, take who I am and break in half, disappear, end of a bath

Give you a script, be open and unpredictable understood somewhere else

No it’s either give you my all or cancel this, be loved completely and persist growth, too much love to keep inside.


I can’t do hurled words making hearts hurt, cracking foundations, eyes as rivers, trapped in dirt, bed divided, crying outbursts

Resentment, bitterness, enemy status, what happened to us madness, finite emotional infinite sadness, no maintenance, parts operating in badness

Music that helps keep my mind on things above. Via Spotify.
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