Thinking about Matty Healy like
Dreams would be much more fun if they were multi-player servers that other sleeping people could join.
I’ve written so many suicide notes.
I simply love people too much. So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.
Flowers run through my veins
And I no longer want them there.
But if I stop watering them,
Will they die.
Will I die with them.
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.