i won’t let this life fuck me over again, you can put that on my tombstone when i'm off in oblivion. choking on seeds i planted in a dream i left long ago, returning softly and slowly like she's the reason i ever wrote.
i'm not going home until you're sober.
please don't worry about me, i'm fine. i just need to sleep. get out, please go away. i'd rather leave it up to fate.