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I could tell into the cloudlands and canyons
The gulf the fountain
And still I’d have no where to call home
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Just texted my deceased fathers old phone number
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Friend group going thru mitski phase waiter waiter another round of SSRIs please!!
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Sometimes I think about how scary it would be to die and find out that there is no heaven and life was it. Only ever experiencing something once, never meeting anyone with a good soul again never watching a sunset never eating McDonald’s hash brown never taking the act never having the whole family together for Christmas
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And I woke up about 2:30 in the morning and I had the most surreal feeling in the shower that that was gonna be it for us. Nothing to do but stay at home. Siblings unaware asleep
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After what I’ve fucking been through the least you can do is gimme a cig
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I want to hold my father when he was an infant and look in his eyes that have never known pain or cynicism. I want to smile at his soft little face, nothing would get us then.
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The day my dad died I decided to take a nap instead of going to tell him hey. When I woke up he wasn’t home, he was coding in an ambulance. A lot of the time I think it’s my fault and it partially is, but at the same time I know I couldn’t have fixed anything. They took him to the same hospital where my grandpa died.
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I envy all of you in the way an old woman envies a young woman
Desperately and hopelessly clawing for something I can never have
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Made it to end of day 2 I am literally having olfactory hallucinations I want weed so bad I even dream about it
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Day 2 I am so bored and I’m missing my pen bc tbh it was like a pacifier but I want to cave so bad but it’s to the point where I can hit it 4 times and feel nothing I need a t break so bad
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