Hey.
I used to be a fag now Im a checkbox.
The pen tip jabbed in my back, I feel the mark of progress.
I will not dance alone in the municipal graveyard at midnight, blasting sad
songs on my phone, for nothing.
I promise you, I was here. I felt things that made death so large it was
indistinguishable from airand I went on destroying inside it like wind in
a storm.
The way Lil Peep says Ill be back in the mornin when you know how it ends.
The way I kept dancing when the song was over, because it freed...
Published on April 02, 2020 05:13