You and I, man.
Our caffeinated talks that seamlessly, humorously and thought-provokingly go down the rabbit hole are conversations I look forward to the most. I don’t expect to shake things up, because I’m trying this new thing where I don’t sabotage the shit out of everything like a total asshole, but a little ol’ I, Anonymous surely shouldn’t reach reality, shouldn’t disrupt either of our lives; perhaps, in dreams, is where you’ll find me.
It’s too bad that all these things can only happen in my dreams.
When someone is taken, but you develop feelings and subsequently act on them. That kind of complicated, shitty sabotage.
I can’t help it, I can’t help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye