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