Ay y’all I been thinkin recently About some stuff Mostly about why anyone would ever want to be friends with me Like Y’all got boos And crushes And other things What do I got? Nothing Like Your partner can give you endless love and support, companionship, and so, so much more (and we ain’t even gettin into the physical stuff djdjdjkkgkdshcuri) And all I can give you an empty promise of art All I can give you is a reply that came five days too late All I can /really/ give you is nothing at all One of these nights everyone’s gonna realize this and run a hundred miles away from me It’s gonna be like a goddamn bomb went off around me and now there’s just a blackened ring of death wherever I go I’m just afraid that that night is gonna come sooner than later I don’t wanna loose I really really don’t want to loose But maybe it’ll be good in the end Lords know that my compulsive habit of hoarding friends needs to stop sometime
EVERYONE KEEPS TRYING TO FORCE MY HAND MAKE THEM STOP
