bright colors and living two days ahead

of all the emotions related to sadness
they all come down to wanting
sugar to be healthy for me.
I would eat the fucking shit out of it,
just get in a wheel chair and eat
grab on to peoples faces and tell them I love them
I wish my dad called me up
and told seven stories
about scars that I never knew about.
Are monkeys even fun?
my heart doesn't do well with metaphors about the heart
but I got time for knew letters
ABC
I hope everyone is well.