the sun set at five today and i threw away my clocks
nested in my bed and watched my lover longingly
i know it has to get worse before it gets any better -
i collect distractions like my life depends on it.

i visit home in a week and i threw away my calendars
in my old room the walls are yellow and red
there's a bag filled with the sound of butter sizzling
raindrops, tea steam, walls creaking in early morning hours
(this could just be a lack of sleep)
i hide it in my closet and hope to never bring it out but
my life depends on it.
Quote by Arthur Curry
it's official, vintage x metal is the saving grace of this board and/or the antichrist

e-married to
& alaskan_ninja