lower my worth,
to the pit in my stomach.
i thought i’d make it,
i’m not cut out for this shit.
here i lay,
afraid it will all slip through my fingers.
it’s on these nights where i clutch my chest,
worried that this may be the absolute best.
(i’ll ever, ever get.)
it’s starting to rain out now,
a nuclear warmth in my brain.
the image of all of my childhood
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I can’t explain it but this reminds me of being in middle school and playing kick the can, it’s so beautiful and nostalgic
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this is absolutely what i was trying to convey. i’m beyond happy u feel it !!!
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I’m gonna read it later and start crying about my childhood :,(
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ur a total sweetheart oh my gosh. i get it, nostalgia is like the number one tear-inducer. ☹️❤️
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literally beautiful, like always!!
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ugh ur the sweetest omg 💟💟
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