peep show.

Lift my skirts and find my stories. welcome to their stoops, rooftops, sidewalks, train rides; i believe happiness can be framed.

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To clear things up: no breakup, no torment, etc. Just stress, supreme fatigue, a slump, and implosions; sometimes my pessimism wins.

My heart has been battling this “cyanide” dumb hard for a while now. Many times I just need to lay down my armor and rest in silence.

Things are okay. This too shall pass.

//and on some real shit? I love my friends.

  1. solipsism-n-swag said: Yo. I’m feeling the EXACT same way.
  2. jesstify posted this