.. loathe the bitter fate, that chains me to this barren land
ones who lord themselves above me
force, like a candle to my lips blow me out..
— tmi: wrote this bc my parents stole my phone and my alesana tickets and said if i still went to the concert they’d send me to live w my grandparents or to the psych ward )): -> should i continue the poem tho? lowkey wanna start writing songs…
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