#slothinpjs

bc most of my handles are actually under smallcanofworms, I think it’s a good time to retire ye olde @/slothinpjs (again, I was cur-e for a while)

When you need someone to talk to, it’s not going to be me. When you need someone to hold you, it won’t be me. When you want a pair of lips to meet yours, it won’t be mine. When you look at the stars in the sky they’ll no longer make you think of me. But when I need someone to talk to I’ll hesitate finding your name in my phone. And when I need someone to hold me through the night, I’ll have to fill the void you once occupied. And when I see your lips that once could fit perfectly with mine, they won’t be mine to graze. Frankly, I’m not sure what to do about that.

Ragel?