dontWANNAbeFRIENDS

Sacrifice is such a dumb context. Sacrificing your own happiness for others. Then having done that,when you find your own self sulking deep in an abysmal hole, they will call call you selfish and insincere for trying to find your way and pursuing the happiness that you solely given away. Then you will feel bad for feeling how you feel. All the while, you could have just not given any fuck and could have just left them alone and saved youlself from all of this. Either way, they will always leave you in the end anyways.

Typewriter Series #2495 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Text for Tired Eyes:

I tried counting once, how many deep breaths, how many times I had to say you are fine, you are fine you are fine, before it stopped feeling like a lie, and started feeling like a promise.  

I do not know enough of mathematics.   I do not know enough of patience.

Typewriter Series #2496 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Text for Tired Eyes:

Worn out soul, locomotive up a

mountainside, too much to pull.

Gravity is the thing, and time.

Despite it all, I’m still singing,

still thinking that I can.  

Lying is wrong.

Hiding secrets is wrong.

Enjoying yourself without doing the above wrong things is NOT.