Shall you?

I simply couldn't, I simply couldn't.

Please see Widowspeak

not sleeping

listening to Make It Known by Foxygen, while pretending to smoke a cigarette. Also contemplating my terrible inner self. I may be truly disturbed, too early to tell.

Pretty.

But I still want to touch it.

I've got an itch, that I cannot seem to scratch.

Ruined!

I want to hide inside and/or have a nervous breakdown. I also want to listen to Mazzy Star.

listening to cowboy junkies during a thunderstorm in the dark, just lovely.