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every single time im left heartbroken and disappointed like damn bitch why do I keep. making same mistakes every single time like it's literally like I'm pickin my flavor of mistake
dust to dust to dust
Ruins of something that I once was
Homeboy fucked me up so bad, man. Depression fucking sucks. I see my mates going around, happy and all. I get so damn jealous, shit. Don't ever love someone who don't reciprocate, right? That's the advice? But shit, it was reciprocated, man. It was.
Burn it off, you don't matter.
Fuck love, fuck that shit. You made me lose my mind.
everything is fake. life is performance art.
hey, I'm just a boy after all.
nothing some push-ups and a round of self flagellation won't fix