just bc i found
how much i
love the morning —
i love waking up
next to ethan, wow.
im sad hes not here now
but glad that he is growing
and doing his thing —
i’m so glad he’s doing
his thing.
i love his wacky thing.
oh, my GOD,
do i LOVe his freckled,
wacky self.
sorry if that scares you,
ethan. you asked me to
slow down and i’m sorry
that i have trouble
walking sometimes.
i have a lot of trouble
slowing down.
you bring me down,
though, babe.
HAH
NOT IN, LIKE,
A BAD WAY, THOUGH.
you ground me,
you fuckn virgo.
thank you.
im sorry i have trouble
going slow.
ive never
been
good
at
slow.
read at your own pace.
read at your own pace.
i’ll say it three times bc
we need to hear it:
read at your own pace.
/////
you absolutely cannot
enter a space without
being invited.
otherwise,
there will be strife.
there will be strife.
strive to avoid strife.
strive —
thats all we can do.
thats all we can do.
thats all we can do,
you and me.
me and you.
///////
oh yeah, shit —
i forgot what i was
writing hahahaha
jk i never forget
even though i forget
things all the time
blewuavalwnwkloooooblooao
okay.
rae — focus.
this poem isnt finished.
this poem isnt done.
/////
i learned to love the morning
but i can not —
i will not —
forget my love for the night.
////////
i dont gotta love one
more than the other!!!
im such a dumb bitch
hahahaha
im such a dumb bitch.
we’re all just dumb
fuckinnnnuh
dumb ass bitches, mane.
we all just is some bitches.
