next time someone tells me i belong to them or something of that nature i am knocking their teeth out

the grief of never been seen or known

i might lose myself if i don’t see the sun rise

i’d like to melt into someone’s arms

this is my Temple i pray here Alone

maladjusted religious fervor

i think i Love stringing together words && sometimes they Dont Mean A Thing

so much beautiful art so many beautiful people my heart is overflowing

if u love the light will u also love the shade, if u love the cloud will u also love the rain

dont bite ur tongue && give it to me straight

im holding the light in my hand

id smile more if i had grillz but im broke

i feel a bit lopsided internally

i wear hysteric to sleep 💤