like maybe she just needs a sweet person bc that’s not what I am and she’ll finally move on 2 have a chill catholic marriage while I bait perverts twice my age and do drugs and ultimately end up alone
somehow i’ve created an ice cream with a flavor that flickers in and out of existence. you taste the cinnamon, it vanishes quickly, then returns back with a ghostly trace of whiskey
in hs I had a thing w saints so I when I was 17 I wanted 2 take a vow of silence 4 the summer cuz I thought that’d b a rlly beautiful thing 2 do but my father didn’t like that so he set out 2 b as annoying n mean as possible 2 make me talk until finally I had a breakdown and went upstairs 2 cry 😐
