i'm not good enough
for things like this
my shaky hands
and lack of friends
and money i can't save for shit

what it could do to us
might by all my fault
but you don't know
what i have to offer
and you don't know
what you put me through
when all my friends would have my back
but you
you found a better way
to change your name

you changed your name.

and i wish i could go back and tell you why
i never meant to say goodbye
but you're long and gone
and the tv's on
your face in the frame
of my home screen
and you name on my netflix, too.

and i honestly think that you have it better
a life with a lover, that'll never upset ya
and all of those days you spent in my dreams

i know that it can make you tired
thinking about skipping town
your heart's desire
oh how im tired.

oh how im tired.

oh how we're tired.

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rough tapes will be on Spotify 


very low quality poems w music attached
me and sometimes my drummer


1
drive safe.
2drink at home with your (friends) 
3im sorry for everything

love t

“This view of you of the top of your head makes me forgive you”

intake between the margins of your blinks unusually high unusually long ,
theoretically high yet assumingly low endless road you froth to feel ,
does madness taste sweet? like a bitter wine conceived of grapes given by gods?

forbidden favoritism or perverse taste?
lie amongst the thousand beds with the pea known as me & the conceived colored green theive that could be picked out like a flea?

bunny hops of sharper sage only start to listen when you sing the sign of the wind that winds

so sing your song that made the leaves applaud

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