Logic - “Under Pressure”
My anonymous person never responded. I must be losing my mind. I text to tumblr as if it were a person ~.~
I was sitting in my house with my girl after my friend had broken my stuff. She completely stood up for me and totally sold him out because she thought I deserved better. That’s probably the only time in my whole life anyone stood up for me.
I love sunglasses, am I looking at that tree? Am I staring at your dick? Who knows!
I don’t have a diary, I don’t write things into a diary. I imprint myself into the sky and when the sunlight shines brightly, I can stand under the sun’s rays and everything I have imprinted of myself into the sky, I will begin to see again, feel again, remember. And when the wind begins to blow, it blows the details over my face, and I remember everything I left in the sky and see new things being born. I am unwritten.
To the anonymous person that asked me what I felt guilt about. Just a lot of stuff with my ex. I wish I had treated her better and gone and done things with her more because maybe she’d still be here today…
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