i wish the type of fun i have in mind didn't have to include the 'friends' bit
thinking about that bad ass white guy who danced alone in butter factory the entire night
i want to be him
the worst feeling is
feeling like you finally have somewhere
something
b e l o n g i n g
only to realize nobody thought that but you
one day the tree said, i'm tired of standing
i'm not as strong as i look
and he bent his trunk and lay down on the forest bed
and saw the sky for the first time
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