THOSE LITTLE MOMENTS IN BOOKS WHEN THEY ACTUALLY MAKE YOU FEEL SOMETHING, LIKE YOU SMILE OR KINDA GET SAD AND JUST REALLY FORGET YOURE READING SOMETHING MY FAVOURITE
i remember one time i saw a post saying “everyone has an emo cousin” and i was sat there for ages thinking and i was like “no… i don’t” and then i realised… i am the emo cousin
just a small town girl. Living in a racist, insensitive, sexist, homophobic world,
(cant take the midnight train ‘cause im fuckin scared)
Just a city boy, shot by cops in south Detroit
"He coulda had a gun hiding anywhere"
Up and down the boulevard
Trash cops, assholes in the night
(it goes on and on and on and on)
*precisely determines where i should take the next bite of my sandwich*
Today I’m wearing a nice dark shade of exhaustion under my eyes.