nothing at all

Hey, no homo, but I am sitting on the broken swing set out back in the still, quiet, 2:00am blackness and picturing the softness of your voice and the darkness of your eyes with such perfect and terrible clarity that it feels like I'm choking on my own heartbeat.

avoiding earthly pleasures aside from my phone and sexting and music and smoking and drinking and youtube

The lion does not concern itself with the bank account balance when a little treat is calling

The lion will never financially recover from this

at least theres still listening to music while staring at the ceiling

would you still like me even if i experienced emotions

i swear my consequences dont even have actions

emotionally retreating from everyone to focus on getting worse