I can pretty much convince myself that I'm dying at any given moment. Sorry about that, you like words though, right?
The road loves me dead or alive.

The road loves me dead or alive.


Writing has never been this difficult before.

Rotting nouns and verbs.

Who knows now.

Heart like a meat grinder.

I don’t write because I don’t know how to translate the volume of my screaming into the steering wheel during long night drives. Thanks, good night.

I am ill, but I’m not dead.
Sadly, I still think of you
(via peering)
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