But if anyone should ask, tell ‘em I’ve been licking coconut skins and we’ve been hangin’ out.
And you can call it what you want to call it, you know it’s disco biscuit love.
He finally gave me his playlist.
He carried it around with him in case he’d bump into me;
Hasn’t listen to mine yet because he wanted to wait;
“I really did put a lot of effort into it- I made it for you, specially”
Mine. He made it for me. And I like it.
He’s going to hate mine.
But for now, this gives me smiles, and I need smiles right now.
I am a rock
I am an island
Garfield minus Garfield is the story of my life.
"Yeezy taught me"
I can’t study without Kanye talking/yelling about the bitches in the background.
all of the lights, all of the lights
Memories of my friend and his brother dropping me home after a day in the library, grooving so hard we forgot to give his brother directions and insisting that he drive slowly so we could hear the whole song.
Granted, that’s my fault.
I was drunk when I met you…
But I didn’t know I was going to meet you, so I couldn’t help it.
You remember me. You liked me. You thought I was magical.
You kept talking to me. You’ve kept this going for months.
& now I think I like you. & I think you might like me.
Not like that… But enough for what we both need right now.
& yet I haven’t seen you since.
& you’re not making it happen, even though you say you want to.
Even though you keep saying nice things, & things that make me like you, & things that make me wish I remembered you better, & things that make me want you. Bad.
& I can’t remember your voice, & I could probably walk past you & not realise.
That’s your fault.
See me again. Because I want you too.
All that’s getting me through at the moment