this is real

Trying to remember the last time I played hide and seek. The last time I said hi to everyone on the street or saw the girls I spent every day of six years with. The last time my dad picked me up, or my mum brushed my hair. When was the last time I dressed without consideration? There is so much to think about now. I remember falling on the grass at school and making stories with the clouds. Hanging upside down from the swing and realising how big the world was. I wonder on the path of growing when we stop feeling big. I am taller now, smaller still.

'you wouldn't pirate a-' i would steal anything from any company. anything in the world. i dont even want it i just hate you

can’t stop smiling in inappropriate situations

forgive me father for i have grinned

This year has changed me more than I ever thought it would.

this could be us but u prayin

i’m such a whore for everlasting eternal love that transcends all realities through space and time

u should be jacking off to the thought of how sweet and lovely i am

having so much love in your heart is beautiful and amazing right up until you’re alone in your bedroom clutching at your chest and whimpering like a wounded dog

real

do my manic ramblings turn you on