more nonsense please.
dont be blunt with me, for i long not to know the truths that hold you together. instead, show me what my widening eyes want to see. I've learned that driving aimlessly through godforsaken towns will eventually lead you right where you want to be. now show me that you see it too. in your sole existence, let me see that insomnia, paranoia and burritos are fine in moderation. ive grown accustomed to the sun setting and rising on winter-time. don't let me get too comfortable.
i have lived 15 years and have wasted no time. my nose has been growing since before i was even born.
let me eat fudge and make idols of chords and words, it's all right to think you still belong to something you don't.
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