" I tried to crush myself with a bed
(too bad it didn't work)
with the weight of my unfulfilled dreams.

Walking past granite stones
that mark the births and deaths
of no one we really know or really care about.

Dirt compacted tighter than the grip I have on my emotions.
Lets just fake our own demise and start anew.

I'll buy you new lipstick to kiss your loved ones goodbye
and you can smear it across their cheeks.

And when the clock strikes six we gotta split - no not the check, life is really expensive.

Honestly I'm pretty broke; spent every dime on Shirley Temples and coke."


Death Bed

"Our school's a piece of shit and I wanna go home
No seriously
What if they give MacBooks to everyone but the seniors?
Public school is fucking trash.

Except last year Richard did a project on On the Road and I was like "I wanna read Kerouac!" but no?

I got stuck with F. Scott Fitzgerald and had to go to a "theme dinner" as Zelda and like?
I don't wanna do that!

Our school's a piece of shit and I wanna go home.
I just wanna read Kerouac!

You trying to be ABC? Shut the fuck up."

Fuck you, Richard

"I wanna run away to that place where the flowers grow and it always rains (and clothes are optional).

I wanna stay right here where it's safe and oh-so-familiar. I wanna tear myself apart.

I really hate to be so conflicted but if the meds don't help then honey I think I'm screwed.

I'm gonna purge myself, running back to Salem, Mas. and hopefully it'll bring me back to you.

We were dying on the streets, Now it's our time to lend a hand and make it all brand new.

Agoraphobia can't be cured in this digital age, I'm afraid. One, two, three, four.

I really hate to be so conflicted but if the meds don't help then honey I think I'm screwed.

I'm gonna purge myself, running back to Salem, Mas. and hopefully it'll bring me back to you - 

- and by you I mean my consciousness; this is not a love song. When I think about Salem Mas. I just think about dead leaves, pumpkins, and witch hats and that makes me feel better inside. We all need to have a place that makes us feel better inside. 

Last Halloween I dressed up as Reverend Parris from the Crucible and I went to go see a movie with my girls and we had a sleep over at my grandma's house, but one of them had to leave like half way through the night and that was the last real moment we had with her and I don't know what happened after that but we just stopped talking for a little while and we kinda broke apart and it really set my anxiety on fire - 

I really hate to be so conflicted but if the meds don't help then honey I think I'm screwed.

I'm gonna purge myself, running back to Salem, Mas. and hopefully it'll bring me back to you."

Last Halloween I was Reverend Parris

tired teens in upstate new york complain about the weather mostly

Filthy Fifties