ill interpretations of midnights / early mornings

loneliness is my liquor and late nights make me tipsy. oversharing is a high only waking up will get me out of.

cold air compares every inhale to a razor's blade and you can only stay in hibernation for so long until you burn instead of freeze, darling

when i tell you to show yourself, i don't say come out with your arms up. why don't you hear me?

xo sycamore

ps: relationships are a give and take, right? i can fix him and he can make me worse. i'm strong, i can take it.

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trinity (i promise !!) ᯣ_ᯣ

i like this , but dont let a man ruin ur life

im gonna hug u trin

🫂🫂🫂

1nt3rn3t_l0s3r

i like the way you describe things. i am glad you blogged this.

haha thank you so much it means a lot to me xo