Living nightmarish nights in nightmarish ways. My livin la vida loca is your reckless anyway. When did everyone stop checking on *insert name. Never mind, the sunset is worth it today. And my brain is leaking but it’s all a fucking ride. It’s not a bad attention span, it’s paying attention to everything if anything. It’s not a hot day, the sun just decided to love us too much today. It’s not me it’s just my thoughts showing up early. It’s the words the words, they wait for me.