#childishGambino #culdasac #camp
ISN’T IT JUST SO SIMPLE ON PAPER LOL.!!1
Sleep is a luxury i used to have, haven’t had proper sleep in days.. Revelation thoughts like John hoping its just a phase.. Windows closed amnesia of what fresh air feels like… so i breath this emancipation-less polluted air is what it feels like… thoughts debating on decisions made that cant be turned back.. value lost over regrets like its burnt crack… Hating my soul hoping the feeling aint mutual.. trying to move on from the bullshit, thathas become a ritual.. like a repeated song overplayed on my playlist… like an atheist.. startin to believe in the lies i know is BS.. but when you hear the same lie over & over its all you can relate.. truth transforming into fiction like a Spielberg movie.. A movie with scripts altered at my expense cant afford it like its Gucci… Happiness is my ex and love is a bitch that’s fake.. thinkin about happiness and how breaking up with her was a mistake… yet loyal to the ungrateful… heavily unfaithful.. Girl that i call hope she’s so disgraceful… tryna close the next chapter but still stuck on page two.. in the book of life where survivor is the author.. reading between the lines… tryna escape but still trapped in my mind..
thought about it, thanks
haha, may be ;)
On the shores of mishappenings I found
the fallacies of your propaganda, of a love.
(Let’s scroll back to the beginning where we
dipped our heads into the wishing well with
coffee-scented eyes clamped shut, all overlooked.)
Happiness was born in the womb of sadness;
heartbreak could only…
Seating here thinking why am I here thinkin about you… thoughts of.friendship and love walking.the same route… Was I wrong to think our friendship would prevail… Dismissing the fact that our love once failed… We talk but I feel.too much is left unsaid like our relation… when thoughts do.come out they get lost in translation… You fucked it up yet still place the blame on me… Delusions that we could still be friends well shame on me… I treated you right now you treat so left like lisa… Left I lopez R.I.P to what we once had… reading your drunk texts thinkin why Ex’s so fucked up… claim you still wanted us to work where was the work when you cheated?… live me alone cuz my hopes been defeated… Defeated by your lack of constistency… we.had a good thing now its da vinci cuz we history… All good things come to an end like tribunal cases… gues its just another chapter in the book of fucked up ex’s…