sleeping with you on the couch was the best I've felt in months you know you're my family until the day that all my blood stops running & my heart gives up, they find me in the bathroom tied off or like Jason on the kitchen floor chain lock on the door & receipts on the table twelve unread emails I was going through withdrawal in a mall I threw up in the food court waiting on a call to come through and the more half-baked romantic part of my brain told me that that was the thing to hold on to
is it too late? were the best times of my life mistakes? I owe a lot of apologies, and I wish I’d made some of them sooner should’ve spent more time around mountains and trees I should've moved back out of the city I wish I'd read more of the books I bought unless heaven is as boring as we always thought then I hope they let me read all of the books I brought