Control is the name of the house where he wants her to live.
So I did a thing...
Maybe none of this actually happened. The world may never know.
Also, unlimited carpet rides, ladiesssss.
You live in this pattern of screw ups and goodbyes.
I feel like my generation can appreciate this list.
(Good gosh it's mighty shady over here)
Until the whole of my being Is dark.
My God, we are so fragile.
The less likely you’ll trust your own reality...