this abandoned house i found solidified this year's ethel cain summer
Having a crush is NOT for the weak
how it feels when the first note of a house in nebraska plays
I actually cannot take it anymore lol
if you open my skull, you'd find the lyrics of this song written in my cerebrum
for a dime and a pack of cigs i visit your dreams and theatrically yell bukowski poems at you
Me and bro on some meta shit you wouldn’t understand
When they hurt you so bad you start making arts and crafts, disappearing into the woods and taking your medication
i m not a revenge person but i WILL post my diss tracks on youtube and the title will be your full name
There are 3 things I want :
1. Peace of mind
2. A chance to experience free will
3. A glass of cold milk