Or you’re dead to me.
Conversation between me and Kyle
V; I wish we didn’t look so bad
K: (to dog) she thinks I’m ugly
V; I didn’t say that— but have you looked in a mirror today
K: yes… This is the meanest you’ve ever been
V; oh my god no its not. But it looks like you haven’t shaved in a month and your hair looks WET and disheveled like a homeless person
K: WOW
V; oh it’s fine shut up I said WE look bad. Oh look what I got the other day.. Bath salts :)
K: can I eat some?
V; what ?? Ohhhh no not those kind retard
K: right now I feel like I need to
V; they’re not going to make you pretty they’re not “Wish Salts”
K: I’m going to go drown myself
You were the blue of the sky
You came after the storm
You were the switch on the wall
in the dark of the hall
That I’m
still
fumbling for.