caralee

hi // freddy ruppert / former ghosts

"so stop me
and turn me
turn me around all over again
i think about us climbing into our empty beds at night
is it time to say goodbye?"

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holding my breath, pressured chest.
i could not blink in eyes
amnesiac year is ours
waiting to rise
orbit makes it so
infidelities don't bother me as much as they should
blowing my nose into my hands
20 minutes wasted in rain
for not being able to
feels from the outside
were this hard coma
plugging emotional drain
excuses, excuses
trust in all trials
it is weighed down
and waiting for the train
for an infiinity
a permanent amount of time
there was no documentation
to tempt loss
not impressed with familiar behaviour
repetitive electric
faded, spliced
i miss new wave
the awkward curls
and bad skin
grinding teeth starched in fluoride
the worst laid plans
are easily laid astray
since when did everything get so bad?
memo maps
the ones so blurred
saying 'i love you'
has nothing to do with me
what of fictional characters?
dreaming not lucid but rancid
stucking and sucking
with vampiric tendencies
it is looking so good
i ought to return
but the cons outweigh the pros
impressive denial of apology
recharging youth and trying not to cry
glitch and crush
not being able to dazzle
it is not knowing where to go
the mind strays
fully lost
this is why we have no friends
asking panther to come to the phone
it is solitude