You're more concerned with the dirt on your Jordan's
Than the dirt in your mind

Jason mark doesn't work on your soul


 They say "who knows what the future holds?"
Sometimes I feel so sure
That I want to answer,

Sanity is just knowing when you're going insane.

your birth was your death sentence, how liberating

These days the bus is coming a lot faster
The lights turn green with impeccable timing

I've been out of touch for a while now.

Even this bumpy ride up the hill feels like the most tender of back rubs

The word "perfection" contradicts itself

You do not attract crazy girls
You breed them

I cut my toe on an eggshell

and it confused me

because I always thought you where the one walking on me

I am a lesson
We all are

I just wish mine wasn't so cliche
"You don't know what you've got till it's gone"

I asked nothing of you
And you couldn't even give me that

I turned into the sun once

It was too hot...

breath through it, be sure to exhale it out

rub where it is painful, grind it to a paste 

smoke it through a wooden pipe

or simply, take a bath.

I’m not sure if I’ll ever be good enough for myself

oddly enough, this hesitancy is probably my favourite thing about me.

if you touch my skin gently you’ll feel small hills

insisting that I am still into this

Some people get off on the chase
I get off on learning

I most enjoy people who have spent lots of time with themselves