Some Nights

some nights I'm just

sixteen years old

and a little bit tired

and the world is dark brown and my eyelids are heavy

i tip my head back agains brick walls and try not to think too much

but it's hard

because

i live in a hurricane

sometimes

but maybe

if i keep writing cliche poetry during class and letting my cheeks get warmed by the sun

and if i remember friday nights come once a week and it's really all not as big as it feels

maybe

i'll be ok

xx

i'm sorry friends but it seems i've run out of interesting things to say for a time. it happens. i'm enjoying your company in the comments though and all your lovely posts on your own corners of the internet. hopefully some inspiration will fall from the sky and knock me on the head soon, but for now enjoy these mildly aesthetic posts of out of context poetry and random grungy photos. stay lovely <3

((and listen to some nights by fun because you just have too ok nobody else is into this band i need some friends anyone else out there also obsessed with the sound of nate ruess' voice and a ridiculous amount of auto-tune??))