trying 2 like Sydney

‘Don’t let them rhyme girl = sweet xocolatl of ancient Mexico, storm in the blood that comes in through the mouth — convulsion, omen, laughter and sheer teeth needles of pearl, for some gift on a seventh of July, I ask for it, I get it, I sing, sang, I’ll sing from now on our magic -’

trainspotting1996 

SNO: AND SO MANY TIMES I EXITED A BAR WITH UR MIND IN MINE / LIKE DOGS I’M ALERT EVERY TIME A CAR GOES BY AS MY STREET TENDS TO FLICKER ITS LIGHTS ALL NIGHT (ALL NIGHT!) EVERY TIME U SEEM 2 REMIND ME WHERE I’M FROM THIS BLEAK BLU CITY U USED 2 WANT. 

- Mentos packs are left inna bunch of places around the inner city with tiny notepads inside n we finally found one 

U CAN’T SAY ONE WORD HOW MUCH A CRYSTAL LIQUID CAN WREAK HAVOC AND CAUSE SPEW AND SPIT TO DRENCH A CARPET SPLUTTERING COUGH THAT DRIPS HIS POISONED SALIVA NO ONE HERE FEELS BROKE OR BITTER EXCEPT WHEN THE DAY IS CLEARER AND HE’S NO LONGER NEAR SKIP HOME TRIP HOME STUMBLING DOWN NARROW ROADS TILL I’M BACK UNDER THE BATHROOM’S WHITE LIGHT AGAIN AND NO ONE IS AROUND

DO U KNO HOW AN ORANGE STREETLIGHT GLO CAN DARKEN A NIGHT HOW STEEPLES SEEM 2 PIERCE THE EYES WHEN THE LIGHTS R ON AND INSIDE LOOKS WARM - 

HOW TIRED IS UR FACE. DO UR EYEBALLS DRIP. OR MOUTH DROOL WITH CHIPS AND GRAVY. CHEEKBONES KIND OF DENTED. EARS HAVE MELTED. U RUB UR EYELASHES OFF IN ONE QUICK MOVEMENT. SKIN RAW AND FLAKING. WITH CRUMBLING TEETH, AND AN INABILITY TO SPEAK, U SPOT ME BENEATH A POOL OF BLUE AND BRING ME TO A NEW LAKE FULL OF EVEN BLUER GHOULS WHO STRIKE ME SO DIFFERENTLY THAT THEY MUST MEAN WELL. 

V drunk drawings @4am, wishing I had thicker skin 🍕

anyway sick of trying 2 play cool. everyone is a bit lame and cringeworthy and it’s great. and i’ll be as dramatic as i like.