and so watch, as my lips shatter into the golden sunset. as my thoughts break, glass falling to the ground, and it’s all fucking over now. so here i am, staring up at the ceiling, just waiting for my mind to shut down.
and so listen, as blood dribbles off my fingers, and my hope melts like a candle in the freezing. cold. winter.
because this. this is the apocalypse; the one we’ve all been waiting for. so take a seat. grab some fucking popcorn. and turn off your heart. and brush away every part of yourself that ever dared to think that things were gonna get better, because they aren’t.
because life is not a disney movie.
and you can’t spend all day in bed, hiding away from the reality.
