everyone has to get ****** up to write right?
bubbles popped five times against my ear
I went under
left my home my solice my keep-in-the-out
it doesn't matter that I'm out to anyone but me
that's healthy
the vortex that subsumes me
it's-only right
it's only from within
whatelsehaveIbut
the things that land when I'm locked in a two-bedroomhotel with only me
surely that means I brought someone else with me who needs to haven their say
two bedroom ******* hotel
what a joke
as if I was worth even one person
sorry I kept you so silent with physicality
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 6:58 AM UTC
everyone has to get ****** up to write right?
bubbles popped five times against my ear
I went under
left my home my solice my keep-in-the-out
it doesn't matter that I'm out to anyone but me
that's healthy
the vortex that subsumes me
it's-only right
it's only from within
whatelsehaveIbut
the things that land when I'm locked in a two-bedroomhotel with only me
surely that means I brought someone else with me who needs to haven their say
two bedroom ******* hotel
what a joke
as if I was worth even one person
sorry I kept you so silent with physicality
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