i realized this blog represents, among other things, the side of me i'm ashamed of. yet for some reason i still feel the need to post it to the internet.
anyway,
Lofty Goals
i got confused because we have chemistry
i guess that's not what matters though
i represent a trap
of comfort, false comfort
met too soon
see, i still need to make that mistake
i just gotta figure out who to do it with
i gotta let you go
and your friend too.
wow, so that's what i look like from the outside
a sexy, broken mother fucker
but prudish at that
fucking fireworks
CLASH
then distance
then humbled
then tiff
then fire, and repeat.
she sees it so i feel threatened
oops
you all tempt me but its bullshit
fuckin-a, sarah
i'm the same but flipped
it's so obvious that it hurts to participate
