i swear i can't get rid of you

October 31, 2017

the chaos is familiar

i'm used to the feeling of shredding heartstrings

you're my drug and i'm finally numb

i don't know how to be with or without you

it's not until late afternoon that i realize you're all over me

and i fucking lose it

drowning in your cologne

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