And if it makes you less sad

We'll start talking again
And you can tell me how vile
I already know that I am

Saturday... not a lot to say.
I took this polaroid today.
I like it a lot.

It's a broken swing set, if you couldn't tell.
Take what you want from it.

Summer's so close.
I want it to come but I don't all at the same time.
Because then I'll be a senior and that scares me so bad.


You are calm and reposed
Let your beauty unfold
Pale white like the skin
Stretched over your bones
Spring keeps you ever close
You are second hand smoke
You are so fragile and thin
Standing trial for your sins
Holding onto yourself the best you can
You are the smell before the rain
You are the blood in my veins