I hope they ask about me & I hope you tell them you fucked up.
I believe that
You have witchcraft in your lips.
I’m full of poetry now. Rot and poetry. Rotten poetry.
Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.
I always wanted to be somewhere else, I don’t know why.
Tonight, once more, life sinks its teeth into my heart.
Close some doors today. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they lead you nowhere.