the last 2 days felt like a revelation

keep me inside you like a secret don't tell me and don't scream it

i don't want flowers. you made a man out of me and i let him die. i love bouquets but they're not for me and you know that

I want something to take care of forever but I don't want a child anymore (unless it's with you) I just want a farm I want to flee to Greenland and maybe take my brother and you. I don't wanna be here. Pray with me if you love me. Come with me if you love me

i've been feeling something inarticulable since i was a child and i've exhausted every possible option to try and express the way i feel but i was raised between a culture of omerta and inexpression so i don't think i'll ever truly find a way to clearly express this shit outside of parables. i speak to my body a lot nowadays. my hands are bad and untamable but i love them, i don't really have a choice

i'll send it to you in a dream before i leave it unsaid

They make noise Lets make love You make men and I make women