SWIMMIN' IN BLACK AND I DON'T CARE
why do i still feel so young and angsty? i swear my life is not that bad. i just wish someone would slap me, tell me "you're alright alright alright," point to where is home, and make sure i get there in time. okay okay okay, i am okay. listen to black lake before i go to sleep. this is where i am now. i wish i lived in a pod. "traveling womb" they'd call me. tall, proud, home with me wherever i go. this is where i'll be, someday.
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