pelafina

450am

I think

Ill save their head

Ill pack my bags

Ill find my mistakes and right the past wrongs


My heart is sinks to the depths of my bowels
My heart flakes away a little more

I think I miss sleeping
I miss brutal honesty

This boy makes me remember
Why I hated certin parts in the first place

I didn't save a life without some balance



*arms are heavy*


I didn't save my own life



I want rain
I miss midnight walks to 711 for milk flavors that disgust me


Current state of affairs
Make me ill


And homesick




I miss sleeping
*n