Just for fun

The lists I’m working off, on and around

And drunken scribblings from the other night, when I came home full of tequila:

(the fringes

the quiet ones

who spend the other 300 days

tired and alone

who eke it out just to make it there

and go ignored because they don’t have hot girls and a dome

on the one hand, you feel as though life is worth living

on the other…what you return to is heavier and more opaque and you lose sight

you lose that smile

and you drown)


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