the power didn't come back on until around 2am.
constantly in awe of my ability to overthink
forethought and underthink impulse.
I've seen the hottest bitches of my generation
put ranch on their pizza.
there's a difference between being happy
and being distracted from sadness.
all I ever get is sad love, the unrequited kind,
and it was nothing at all like what I've heard about love.