You’re gonna get depressed sometimes. You’re gonna have weeks where you don’t feel like eating. Where gravity is working overtime, like it’s afraid of getting laid off, and you can barely lift your fork to your mouth.
And you are going to have a choice.
Do you want to see this world as ugly or beautiful?
"Lonely girl you are my world
And I could be anything you need
And if for some reason you don’t feel like talking
I can just sit and enjoy your company”
The Front Bottoms//Lonely Eyes
All of the things you think you see in me
But I am not that guy, that guy just left
He had his collar up and there was smoke on his breath
Since when did “I wanna hear your voice” not become a good excuse?
Calling you three in the morning, laugh at sleep that we’ll both lose
Maybe college won’t work out, I can come live at your house
I’m supposed to be at class now but my roommate just passed out