I'm waking up dizzy and losing all feeling in my upper lip as these bristles phlebotomize my gums.
I've spent the last 3 years of my life here exhausting means of motivating myself and this straw plateaued my sawtooth off I've just made a fucking
Mess of my life day to day oscillates between thoughts of you and being locked tight behind dry-wall rungs
Since there's no inherent shade of grey that would extricate you and me Just know that when we both leave this place, the road ahead will laugh at your regrets
I'm not sleeping on this I've had enough of your indecision to know My friends are all I need, letting any of you in just gives you more things to take from me.