‘frankly i think your inability to feel for me when i’m hurting is fucked’
somebody texts ‘just answer your phone’
at 11:48 pm
i am sitting on a front porch alone
there are only three stars out and
one of them is mercury
a car passes with rain overhead
another text
‘i feel awful just answer my call’
the way your hand feels
running through short black hair
‘thank you so much for
being such a great friend’
sarcastically
i’m fucked and i don’t care,
good morning rain
‘work in a friendly, fast-paced environment where real friends and real connections are made’
rate each of the following from 1 to 5, with 1 being ‘strongly disagree’ and 5 being ‘strongly agree’
i sometimes avoid social contacts for fear of doing or saying the wrong thing
after being introduced to someone, i just cannot think of things to say to start a good conversation
i feel lonesome even when with other people
my mood often changes from happiness to sadness, or vice versa, without my understanding why
i sometimes feel listless and tired for no reason
my daydreams are often about things that can never come true
stairs
when we fuck in my daydreams
we are like two tigers fucking
i avoided eye contact with you
today on the stairs
today on the stairs
wow i’m swagged out
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nathan springer is an aspiring ‘human being’ from tennessee who enjoys abusing electric guitars/sound equipment. he blogs at www.deathbycuddling.tumblr.com