𓆰𓆪 ͏ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝒓𝒖𝒂𝒓︭𝒂︭𝒊︭𝒅︭𝒉︭

♱͏ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ so i got wasted like all my 𝐩 𝐨 𝐭 𝐞 𝐧 𝐭 𝐢 𝐚 𝐥 ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ♱͏ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ i burn 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 , you left in me then all your 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 are 𝖊𝖈𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖞 ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍

❛ but you kept my 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐟 from that very first week. it reminds you of 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, and smells just like me. I remember it all ────┈┈┈ ✵ 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙.

،̲،̲ ⠀ the ⠀ day⠀ you ⠀ 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 ⠀⠀me⠀ ⠀ ; an 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝐜𝐫𝐢͟𝐞𝐝 🎀⠀ᥫ᭡ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑚 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑤 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔𝘩 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡𝘩 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 . 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 .

♱͏ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ so i got wasted like all my 𝐩 𝐨 𝐭 𝐞 𝐧 𝐭 𝐢 𝐚 𝐥 ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ♱͏ ‍

✌︎︎ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀sipping ⠀ capri sun like it's 𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒏 ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ✌︎︎

❛ I don't know what I did, but i'm asking for 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔; and I can see razor blades, pieces of 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 hitting your ─────┈┈┈┈ ✵ 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.

❁ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀oh is it ⠀lost on me ⠀all the things ⠀ ⠀⠀ i 𝓫 𝐞 𝐥 𝐢 𝐞 𝐯 𝐞 ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ❁

i dreamt i was weightless. a flower petal ghosting spring’s kiss, i was where i was supposed to be. where i was meant to be.

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ “ no matter what anybody else ⠀tells you , words and ideals ⠀can change the ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 . ”