we can fake it for the airwaves

from corona beers to chips&nuts to voodoo dolls to childish anger to walking in dark alleys to timbre to live bands to the saddest song ever to graveyards to a little tears.

and i'm still left empty inbetween.

so tired of how everyone in school tries to perceive me as. so tired of this fear of life. tonight i let out my deepest darkest fear. i hope you keep it safe. i am so fucking weak. people never change. because it is easier not to.

it's all in your goodbyes.