my thursday
1. got starbucks and threw it up
2. took a shower and got deeply suicidal while looking at my body
3. chain smoked six cigarettes and thought about cutting myself
4. listened to new lana and cried over a 34 year old man
when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack