so in love with her voice.
it is the first thing, only thing and the last thing i play when i get home. the lazy effortless vibes, almost etheral at times. and she is so stunningly beautiful i am in love.



sometimes i am disgusted at myself, the way i have to be nice to someone i utterly despise, dislike, detest (and sometimes feel briefly sorry for). the way i feel obliged to respond in a way i know would not displease you. why should your false sense of happiness determine MINE? your happiness should not have anything to do with me, because i could really not care less about you.