call me crazy. i know i know i know i know a guy seeing other girls while he’s seeing you is effed up. I know! but its not like we were exclusive but EVERYTHING was so back and forth and now here we are, trying to be friends and i honestly am at a standstill.
i used to have this thing where when we were sleeping my chest would hurt and i’d wake you up and tell you and you hold me so tight that it would stop hurting. no matter what time it was you would do it. and now that you’re gone, it’s just weird.
I think it burns my sense of truth
to hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it out.
After I die, I’ll re-awake,
redefine what was at stake
from the hindsight of a god.
I’ll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.
Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you fucking dance?
— Global Concepts-Robert Delong