Hate

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I hate thinking because then you start to fucking hate everything

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It sucks pushing away feelings your whole life

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Feelings of anything because you had to grow up fast while others had a better time

 

I had to grow up fast

You don’t understand

 

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tumble

whats in the foot

and suddenly stepped on the seed

the burr starts to grow and mold

Times in my mind

been thinking of weeds

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strawbaby

You make me better, you make it easy

before the kisses

even the voice

or thought of you

is as juicy and sweet

i sing a song for you baby

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Just let me know

It breaks me to hear how others call others

No one hardly ever asks

or even gives a second thought

i am happy when we can all be together

but the waves knock me over

till even the petty thought of acknowledgement

is past my time again

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Lemons

You have me so use me wisely, because most of the time I’m forgotten in the bottom

Bitter I may be and fresh, thumb my head till I shed even.

Zesting perfectly till you can taste me again.

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Dreams of how wrong it is to dream

Over and under my head just keeps thoughts warm

Never deny what you don’t see

Because murmurs in your sleep don’t compare

In a state of unconsciousness is the peaceful reminder

Not only can you breathe

But I can too

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Finally the sun fades in the summer heat

It is out of the question how day is night

Let me know about your day and I’ll tell you about mine

Words are inside out and upside down between teeth and finger

I am tired and so are you, we sleep

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Having seen your face brought something than another

Over the time and over the days it never got old

Leading and lending the quiet and exchanges of you and me

Left and looked lovelier than life

I knew that meeting you was finding the clean air to breathe

Everything found a place in time

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alone

what they say is true

even the happiest people

are always…

absent.

we

are the same, you

and me, and I can tell

that no one perceives it

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Well

Now that I am here

It seems unacknowledged

My perfections are thousandfolds of triggers

Something to be made stupid and incoherent-

Am incoherent?

 

Glances are tokens to everlasting,

And sweet they taste like sweat from sugar.

Fast as they go, nothing was made of them.

And I can’t tell anymore.

 

Sentiment is a feast and poison

Something uncontrollable to hunger and fear

Disgoring it

I look back.

It used to make me healthy.

 

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