I wish bags could pack themselves, and ship off to hell without me.
When I'm alone I want coolness, peace and isolation.
I want to wake up in the dark of the morning sun and relish the thick air all day long.
I wish stomach aches and migraines and stubbed toes were a thing of the past.
When someone deserves to die I wish they'd just disappear.
I want to find myself sinking to sleep on saturday night and waking up in a dark monday morning.
I wish love was a real part of everyone's soul, but it appears fate picks it's favorites.
When I feel the urge for paradise in the center of the pacific, I want to close my eyes and find myself there, sipping a Mai Tai.
I want to feel the smooth scarlet pool dripping down my flush pale cheeks.
And in the end....
I wish I had everything I wanted when I needed it most.
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:58 AM UTC
I wish bags could pack themselves, and ship off to hell without me.
When I'm alone I want coolness, peace and isolation.
I want to wake up in the dark of the morning sun and relish the thick air all day long.
I wish stomach aches and migraines and stubbed toes were a thing of the past.
When someone deserves to die I wish they'd just disappear.
I want to find myself sinking to sleep on saturday night and waking up in a dark monday morning.
I wish love was a real part of everyone's soul, but it appears fate picks it's favorites.
When I feel the urge for paradise in the center of the pacific, I want to close my eyes and find myself there, sipping a Mai Tai.
I want to feel the smooth scarlet pool dripping down my flush pale cheeks.
And in the end....
I wish I had everything I wanted when I needed it most.
