happy birthday baby. even though you’re on the other side of the world. even though you hate me. happy birthday baby.
someone asked me today what made me feel the most alive. and through tears i told them it was you.
i long to be simple minded.
hate seeps into my bones quicker than the chill in the air.
pure bliss is a high i never want to be sober of. i feel on top of the earth my feet have always been glued to. this must be that freedom the wanderers speak of.
i think the prophecy is wrong. there is no way the universe would torture me this humorously.
my brothers are not my blood, but they are mine. we have been through tragedy and triumph together. they have been my shoulder to cry on, and i have wiped away many of their tears myself. my soul will always be tied with theirs.
i am too full of life for this town. far too ambitious and far too wise. my dreams can’t materialize here.
(don’t worry it’s already happening)