stop talking.

pangea, we used to be together, why'd we have to drift apart.

it sounds much better if we're close together. oh sweet dirty things, we could find an old boxcar in the woods to make our home. it was always for you. all the memories that remain will build a place for us to stay. step a little closer to me, so close that i can't see what's going on. you're my memories when i smell your skin. i wonder if she's what you need because you could be in my life like you've been on my mind. please hold onto me like melted butter, like snow that falls from above. i like the heat of things that speech cannot confirm.

when we find the perfect water, we'll hang out on the shore.

why does everyone like to put me in these situations? fuck you all.

i just recieved some exciting but stressful news.
and, i have to go to work soon. for an hour. steal some ice creams etc etc.


i'm kind of in the middle of things again. i think it might be time for change. either i need to get out of here, or i need to sort myself out. or possibly both. but strangely i am kind of enjoying this. hopefully i can cope for another 2 months. until my extended family returns haaaaaa.
december!