illicitIy

so down to sit on a rooftop and talk about life

i can't read your mind so tell me how you feel

if i keep looking at your lips while you’re talking just know it's bc i wanna kiss tf out of you

the year is almost over and I still don’t have my shit together

she's the typa girl you'll regret losing

you have no idea how down i am for you

*cringes at thought of people i used to care about and trust*

expectations low and i still stay getting disappointed

do you ever just read one little thing and it just kills you inside

you know i think about ya everyday

nothing kills you like your own thoughts

late night break downs are my specialty

shit just hits you harder at night

not ready for monday, or any other day that isn't friday or saturday

lowkey tryna get you to text me first

i expected this, just not from you

you say you care but, you don't care like i do

you're my right hand, you're my go to

what if i like... didn't fuck up for once?? that would be so lit

netflix and avoid people