irrelevant achievement of the day:
mastered the art of the effortless
looking cigarette flick
you know that latent sort of love?
not the all-encompassing, mind-absorbing kind
but the kind that only appears every once in a while
and you might not even know who they are anymore
haven’t seen them in years
they don’t know you either
but you will still hold that strong curiosity
forgetting and remembering
never to be mentioned,
but also never to be forgotten
The people who give the most hate are often those who need the most love.
I have quite a few followers, but I feel like I don’t really know any of you—
Shoot me a message, show me some love—
I see you, mohawk butch smoking outside of Gillette. You’re sexy and we should talk.
my cover is blown, bail out bail out