the name that i'm not called by anymore

it's just as everyone feared
nothing really changes after all

i'll still go crazy for black nail polish
a quick wit
and the messiness that i can't clean up
but sure can fuck up some more

you don't have to sit there and tell me things can/will change

i know they can't/won't
but i live like this so that it's okay

why wouldn't it be okay?
we are just specks anyways
and after we all turn into ash
or bones
or whatever you want to be
we won't be matter

this is the clearest
"who gives a shit"
i've done in a while

 

10.4.12

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