flat tire

i guess i should feel bitter because you broke my heart and such but i just can't make me do it i love you just too much

i got just what i wanted, an answer and some peace but the answer wasn't the one i wanted and who needs peace when there's still empty spaces to be filled

i am so sad and i was so alone and then you came in and made that even worse and i'm sorry to myself for doing this so close to christmas because now i just want to die

let my cry over expressionism and existentialism so at least i can say that these tears aren't for you

i am trapped in the planes of untitled, 1969 in black and grey i am trapped in the dead and nothing and the void that my heart has become but i still feel your presence