my bed is in such a state of disarray and every morning i wake up and say damn girl you sleep like this and every night i just kinda tuck the blankets to an acceptable state and sleep like this anyways
thinking about my dad's Most Coked Up friend who would always play little me puff the magic dragon on guitar to soothe me while the adults around me were beyond drunk and lowkey perverts
when my best friend and i were broken up i would put on house in nebraska and stare at my ceiling and sob like she was dead or something thank god i don't have to do that now