you can't stop your heart as it beats erratically.
      now isn't that funny?

and your breathing is gone but yet you still live.
      how i thought you were weak, oh, what a whim.

now your stomach is empty, but you're full to the brim.
       you fight with your life, yet you can win.

and a god never thought humanity could live this long.
      you fight wars as you sing death's song.

i've always felt at home up high,
since i am closer to the stars.
       the stars seem like the best thing
       we can hope to be.

fingernails
trace,... my》 bones
morn°ing° coffee°°
& wine soaked
good{nights}
all~ in~ all
she should. be. what. i. want.
- so-who-knows -
what ¿season
could ever be¿
enough¿
^there's ^^no^^
《taking 《it 《back
you;strawberry
}moon} }
days2short
& lo _ _ ng _ _  es _ _t
nights. e\clip\se the
bl ack
tattooofyou
<can't << e <<< rase
skinonskinonskin
[however vague]
my highs//
my lows