
I used to feel I stood for something
Then I just felt fine
I've fallen prey to feelings and
Emotions that weren't mine
#objectcringe
When I woke up alone, I was sick and it was cold
Oh, so I'm walking for miles down the lost and dead end road
Oh, the motel lobby, ain't nobody home, there ain't dial tone
There on the telephone, I feel stoned
Oh, it's a long ride home, oh
Updated PFP yay. I originally wanted to have lots of pops of color and graphics and whatnot but I think I'll keep it simple for now.
In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
In the sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
'Neath the black, the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I'll hear you scream again
So-called "friends" turn out to be homophobes
Like back-stabbing wolves in lavender sheep's clothes
They use me for my beer, money and smokes
And they call me "queer" in their private jokes
fanart of the band Litmus Green











