but i love that coat

You always love the way I romanticized you. Calling your imperfections glitters coating every inch of your body. Nibbling your lips like they’re delicate rose petals plastered on your prow. Touching your hair like perfectly-shaped snowflakes that needed to be held gingerly. And all you did in return is smile your pride and uplifted ego. You always love the idea that there are people who worship you. So you stayed with me—just because I am the one who worshipped you the most.

Summer: Why did he even give it to you on Valentine’s day? He could’ve just given it to you any other day… He should’ve just gotten you chocolate!

Lisa: Yanno, this thing might save our life. Sounds better than chocolate to me… And I really like it…


Jerry: Can you two quiet down? I’m trying to watch TV.

yesterday my brother brought home two wendy’s chicken burgers each for $3 n they were so good like brooooooooooooooo just as I made the post about how much chicken burgers mean to me. it was the spicy chicken burger n bro it was so good like the patty was crispy n the thing about any wendy’s chicken burgers is that it doesn’t hide the fact that its unhealthy. its like all out there it has like one tomato slice n one piece of lettuce n a giant deep fried chicken patty like no sugar coating. I love it like mannnnnnnnn that was some really good shit.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.