sometimes I just want to explode.


I just want to shout out everything I've ever felt.

I hate when people don't talk to me.

I can only hope that there is a reason for all this, a reason I'm stuck in the middle of the desert, a reason I feel so shitty right now, and a reason why things are the way they are.

I just can't fucking handle emotions, fuck everything right now, I can't handle feeling so much all the fucking time.


Fuck. this.

I guess I'll just have to close up shop.
Run away, run away, run away.


I can't feel like this
all
the
time

the work couldn't be all mine

Do you live for the heat of the moment or do our dreams pass by without knowing it?

If you're with me let's get up and get going






come on lets go


come on lets go