***** spews like words, oh wait, the other way...
Like that time at my best friend's wedding when I had to give a speech,
and even I knew I was full of **** talking about love being a fairy tale. But I was so drunk on Jello shots and Crown that I talked myself into believing it for four years.
Like that time I said too much to make a boy stay just one more night, and I gave up my freedom for silence and dishes and diapers.
Like the first boy I ever loved falling back into my lap and my mouth moving faster than my head can keep up with... is this even a good idea?
Words flow freely in open silences because I cannot stand the sound of nothing around me when the noise inside of me is so loud; all this has done is get me into trouble.
Jun 24, 2020
Jun 24, 2020 at 12:47 PM UTC
***** spews like words, oh wait, the other way...
Like that time at my best friend's wedding when I had to give a speech,
and even I knew I was full of **** talking about love being a fairy tale. But I was so drunk on Jello shots and Crown that I talked myself into believing it for four years.
Like that time I said too much to make a boy stay just one more night, and I gave up my freedom for silence and dishes and diapers.
Like the first boy I ever loved falling back into my lap and my mouth moving faster than my head can keep up with... is this even a good idea?
Words flow freely in open silences because I cannot stand the sound of nothing around me when the noise inside of me is so loud; all this has done is get me into trouble.
