mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms

i’ll crawl out of this hole soon enough take my ring off sell the car

i wish you hell

with your new

blonde

bomb

shell

so it’s my birthday tomorrow

i’m not even excited

it’s not like i’m 6 anymore

totally and utterly lost.

the main reason i might be favouring the idea of university is that i’ll get to wear what ever i want every day

is that bad?

& i will wait

i will wait

for you