thimbles

i feel i feel i feel i feel i feel i feel everything i feel all the time i feel i feel i feel and its exhausting

i feel and i feel and it runs through my head faster than marvel movies run through budgets faster that usain bolt runs through 400 meters faster than english teachers run through books and its ugly and its messy and it doesnt even make sense to me but then i get on here and i expect to condense it all in to pretty little passages so i can make the top five

screw the top five

all this expectation is giving me writers block when really i have so. much. to say i could fill oceans but instead im sitting here dripping my thoughts into thimbles

anyways my friend’s ex made the top five and hes like the worst so maybe making pretty little passages isnt everything after all