May collapsed in such a way. The playlist of songs on repeat that I will forever now, attach to this month and the ants in the kitchen, only ever in the spring. May, you and I needed to part ways so desperatly. You were gonna kill me if you kept on goin…  | Lively Life June 11 | May collapsed in such a way. The playlist of songs on repeat that I will forever now, attach to this month and the ants in the kitchen, only ever in the spring.
May, you and I needed to part ways so desperatly. You were gonna kill me if you kept on going. The frantic despair was flooding the days and I was trying to canoe with my rubber boots on but I was just going in circles, putting holes in the wood with my cigarettes' butts. Oh, I was never going to survive you. I don't care that you hit me hard in the face before you left; falling out with you, burst June onto the scenes. And she doesn't flood, she is a stream I can dip my toes in without getting carried away to a fallout. | | | |  | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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