My Backyard

curiosity may have killed the cat but it's the only reason why my heart keeps pumping blood.

a $40k brick fence between me and my parents is damn hard to climb over
I don't mind. I never wanted to leave anyway

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what?
what?

why.

it doesn't even take a brain to understand but i'm listening to the most beautiful playlist and I would rather not take out my headphones.
I close my eyes when your lips start moving (the blind can see better)
but I don't see why you're so angry.


feet stained green and tie dye eyes
not born, but raised
I don't mind the solitude





maybe you could call it a phobia of reality.

The Land of Opportunity

If you were to ask me what was so important about the fourth of July I would say that it was the day I quit my job and started packing for Oregon. You would ask why I was going and I would tell you that it is hard to understand.

And God bless America because I'm 18 years old and I feel so free. Now there are fireworks going off in my head and I know they are beautiful but they are hard to understand.

I don't know why suicide is possible. Luckily for him, it wasn't.
Because the journey through state borders is nothing like the journey through lifetimes and sometimes we get ahead of ourselves.

Someone told me that the less you wash your hair the faster it grows so I bought every bottle of shampoo and conditioner on the shelf and scrubbed for days so that maybe I could slow down time.

It was the last day of my job, and I'm all packed, and I've got a bus ticket to Portland but nobody to pick me up at the station.

Maybe freedom is the ability to get ahead of ourselves.
Maybe if I scrub hard enough i can wash away our problems.