"FACE FROM HEAVEN BET THE WORLD SHE DON'T KNOW
PRETTY GIRLS DON'T KNOW THE THINGS THAT I KNOW."
[ MAGNETS, DISCLOSURE FT. LORDE]
INSPIRATION
CHAOTIC SOULS LOST IN THE ADRENALINE OF THE WASTED YOUTH THEY PRY APART IN THEIR WEAK SKIN. HOTEL ROOMS AND CREASED SHEETS AND BARE FEET DANCING TO A STATIC TV. MAKEUP STORES HOLDING TEENAGE GIRLS WHO CAN'T SEE THEMSELVES THROUGH ALL THE PINK LIPSTICK THEY'VE GOT ON. TEENAGE BOYS AND TEENAGE GIRLS AND THEIR EMPTY RELATIONSHIPS OF VILE PASSION AND A DISGUST FOR THEIR INSECURITY THAT WRAPS AROUND THEIR THROATS AND WHISPERS SOME WORDS YOU'D NEVER WANT TO HEAR.
BUT WE ARE GARDENS EVEN IF WE AREN'T THE BEST OF SORTS. EVEN IF THE ROSES GROW CROOKED FROM YOUR HANDS, SOMETIMES. EVEN IF YOU'VE GOT SUNFLOWERS SPROUTING FROM YOUR EYELIDS.
BLOOM UNTIL YOU ROT.
DEDICATION
-YOU ARE A GARDEN OF YOUR OWN
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