oh to be the girl who makes it til the end of a horror movie caked in blood
despite all my rage i am still just a girl in a room
they should build a little gnome house in the middle of every roundabout I think that would be funny
kind of lame that graffiti is considered vandalism, while advertisements being forcefully beamed into my eyes via every inch of visible wall, road, and social media feed isn’t
Sheβs drowning in herself again
My God, what a lovely sin
She’s not acid nor alkaline
Caught between black and white
Not quite either day or night
She’s perfectly misaligned
I’m caught up in her design
And how it connects to mine
I see in a different light
The objects of my desire
britabongwater
