you dumped me and now you ask anonymously through snapchat if we can play video games together?
don't tell me god doesn't have a sense of irony
when i finally grow to love a new flower, a wicked weed resurrects itself in the image of a rose i once knew
i will not crumble under the weight of your supposed change, i will not let your Vesuvius ashes overtake my fertile lands
possibilities bite like a motherfucker when it comes to you, i want to revoke all your rights to my system, from my aortas to my arterioles
- can't even finish this you've rendered me speechless
