#dafuq
I hate how I find you so cute, but you hate it when people call you cute
I hate how you hate it when people rest their arms on your shoulders, when I grew fond of doing it just to annoy you
I hate how precise you are on what you do, when I just tend to appreciate everything about it
I hate how alike we are, and how everyone says its meant to be because I already know it's not
I hate how you can just stare into my eyes and I'll get lost in yours
I hate how you wipe the sides of my mouth after I eat bread because there are crumbs on my face
I hate how you're so annoying and you do random **** like attempt to remove my shoe, touch my eye lashes and bite my arm
I hate how you hate the fact that I love James Reid
I hate how you always get mad at me when I ***** your pants with my shoes
I hate how your teeth always hurt because of your braces and I always hit your face forgetting that it does
I hate how you actually laugh at my jokes because I dont even laugh at them
I hate how you always hit me when I'm being annoying but I just wanna hug you
I hate how you're so tall already and I have to tip toe just to hug you
I hate how you look at me when I'm on my phone, it's scary
I hate how you accidentally call me when we're texting
I hate how your hugs are so warm and comforting when I just wanna hit you all the time
I hate how you always care about me even If I don't care about myself
I hate how we have different views in life but we are so similar in other ways
I hate how you always tell me my eyes are brown when they're really just a **** color
But I love that you are everything that I hate and I hate that I love everything that you are.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 3:57 AM UTC
the despair born out of these translucent weeks
books and song and knowledge
have no power in this illuminated haze
running my hands along walls
polished and leading nowhere
confined to this immaculate cell
like those nordic prisons
that you don't even want to leave
the comfort of captivity
ringing in my ear like an audible parasite
the city is no better
ghostly faces just like mine
but what hides in their eyes
is a tyranny that they will never know
the hateful foundation of success
but in the real world i stick out
my naïve face and pampered body
deserved condescension
i cannot know these people
because of what my people have done
drifting through the vacuum
too far from the power of attraction
cosmic bodies cling to each other
and i thrash and struggle
while the omniscient nothing engulfs me
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC