mode #whatever

by HelluvaGirl

what a relief to just stay in the place i was told was the worst
a dead-end they taught you had to escape
but see i want nothing from you
no playing house no longevity
what happened to having a good time and then saying thanks
no digit exchange no pushing to meet n’shit
we’re still convinced it is sort of the right thing
at least to /appear to/ want it
i’ve developed severe aversion to that wishful thinking
which cripples you once all projections and dreams get recycled
i’ve always wished i were simple
so here