***** after feeling
Black keys vibin'
Splattered canvas with acrylics state of being
Ashamed of writing nonsense
Ashamed of myself for expecting
people to read and smile to my home loneliness and bits of , to smile to the loss of your presence on a Friday night
Writing to flex because I don't have **** to do that's worth my while so it's a grown passion
I'm more human than I am an artist
Don't answer if I ever ask you to love me like never before, forgive me
Don't answer if I ask you to not walk away and slip away from my grip in a few days or so because I'm six feet beneath this feeling deceiving what I think real love is...
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
***** after feeling
Black keys vibin'
Splattered canvas with acrylics state of being
Ashamed of writing nonsense
Ashamed of myself for expecting
people to read and smile to my home loneliness and bits of , to smile to the loss of your presence on a Friday night
Writing to flex because I don't have **** to do that's worth my while so it's a grown passion
I'm more human than I am an artist
Don't answer if I ever ask you to love me like never before, forgive me
Don't answer if I ask you to not walk away and slip away from my grip in a few days or so because I'm six feet beneath this feeling deceiving what I think real love is...
whatever
