i hate jinxing myself.

i almost wish i was 'rich'.
but i don't.

i know you hate me and i love it.
i know i'm replacing you and you hate it.
revolve around your world and pretend it's mine.
i am so excited to remember.

that was definitely the best of the seven.
i can't wait.

there is nothing i can write right now that makes sense or seems more complicated;
my brain is still mush and my words aren't hightech lately.

oic u lurkin me.

saturday reinstated my love. now i'll be deprived for months. i love you. 'take ten years, call me when you're better. take tears of mine, find yourself wetter.'

take me home, i'd rather die than be with you. take me home, you had a problem with the truth.

i am so in love with being alive and forgetting everyone. i get lost inside my books. i'm excited for the end of october, beginning of november and christmas. just a quick update.