Shut up and listen while I tell you how to move on. Please be seated, you’re overheated. Just grab yourself a drink and try really hard not to think about my stormy eyes, my nice white lies. I made some rice, I thought we could have some stir fry just try not to think about how much you love me. Just think of when you thought you were above me, it wasn’t long ago, I still have the letter. Go on, goodbye, aren’t you feeling so much better? Shut up, relax, we’ll reminisce about the ways you did me wrong, so many ways, so many memories, all the times we fought over what? Over everything, not again. The past is past, you and I have reached our ending, just do not think about how much you love me. Just think of when you thought you were above me, it wasn’t long ago, I still have the letter. Go on, goodbye, aren’t you feeling so much better? It wasn’t long ago… I still have the Goddamn letter. Shut up. Shut up and listen. Go on. Go on. Aren’t you feeling so much better?
If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
Oh lord have mercy on my soul. I just stumbled upon a band/singer/songwriter duo that has this eclectic almost broadway style. I’m in love. I’m so happy.