Idk

I don't feel butterflies or security just an unstoppable mischief and a little bit queasy.
I feel like conquering the world in a couple young breaths
And I shouldn't have ceased writing.

Friday

A broken bottle and a cold cold corner,
I ordered,
Guess astrology forgot to mention this one.
I'm torn between 3 different persuasions, invasions
Of my mind and I just want some fun.
I think there's a choice between weed and tv
Because nobody seems to like both.
I'd rather live and love and feel
Then watch others live and loath.
That's probably why I spend nights alone.