woah i haven’t looked at my bucket list in ages, yay i can cross off

excuse me while i overthink and ruin everything in my head even though there’s absolutely nothing wrong

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we have the same favourite parts of this poem and i like that

One of the weirdest yet strangely stereotypical evenings

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One of the weirdest evenings
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Eeeee
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One of the weirdest yet strangely stereotypical evenings

awh yay i feel so much more normal and am happy now

i don’t like it

i can’t control what my mind is thinking, still

i want you here

i don’t understand why everything seems so different now

it really should’t

i am going to make so many lists to get my head around reading

drugs i took

food i ate

music i saw

who i was with

what else happened

what my favourite bits were

what the fuck everything seems so familiar and fuck everything is just so weird

i can’t write a sentence that makes sense though what aaaa

feel like i’ve been away aaages

it’s a bit shit but at least now i will remember

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