and then suck my ex-girlfriends name out of my mouth
just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations.
I want you to come to me like an afternoon.
Come to me slowly as if you were a broken sunset
with a lazy sky on your shoulders.
If you let me be your sunlight,
I promise that I will penetrate your darkness
until you speak in angel wings.
Pull me close to you.
Tell me that you love me
and then scratch your future into my back
so I could be everything that you live for.
I promise that I will die for you daily
and then resurrect in your screams.
I promise that I will love you.
I promise that I will love you as if it’s the only thing
that I’ve ever done correctly. Rudy Francisco / Love Poem (via incavato)
Back to the morning break downs and not being able to get out if bed. Fuck this. I’m so sick of bring sick.
I have to be in school by 8am, I have band until 4:30pm, won’t get home until 5pm, then I have to eat, do homework and shower and then go back to school for a 7pm concert. It’s now 1:15am, I can’t sleep and I’m absolutely screwed for tomorrow.