♥. somewhere, maybe you'll be thinking of me.
I am lonely and neurotic right now, and possibly, just a little bit affected while under the influence. Fear my drug lingo. I'm tired.
I wish I lived in the nineties
in a small small town in
a worn old house where everything
smelled the residue of nicotine mixed with
resonance and I wish that I could
fit on a tricycle while going so
fast to the Galla, past the yellow daffodils.
I miss the way they were new take
me back.
in a small small town in
a worn old house where everything
smelled the residue of nicotine mixed with
resonance and I wish that I could
fit on a tricycle while going so
fast to the Galla, past the yellow daffodils.
I miss the way they were new take
me back.
thinking of how we could be.
