Got high and got lost inside my sweatshirt, you and I will be feeling till our legs hurt.
This morning I can’t tell if I’m anarchist, or religious, or if there’s even a difference. If I’m waiting for the right time to act, well, guess there probably isn’t. There’s a darkness in my bones. It reaches all the way down to the mud. There’s a spark that’s in your eyes. It catches flame, and it burns all through my blood.
squinch owl - feel better
well isn’t it nice, today we get to decide who we’re going to be for the rest of our lives, or at least for a little while. well i’m trading this bag of gold for sticks and stones, something with which i can build myself a home
'cause my time is worth more than money could afford & my spirit is pure & i am honest & i am sure that the comfort of someone's love is all you need
and i want to take you by the hand and show you that the world really ain’t that bad and i am so sorry that you are so sad
and i know that you’ve been hurt, but i also know that it is worth it & i know i need to keep you around
so if i promise to love you forever, will you promise that you will feel better? will you promise me? i just want you to be okay.