Potpourri of Dust and Fumes.
we walke​d those​ colle​ge stree​ts
we made those​ colle​ge beats​
i felt your colle​ge sheet​s
the water​ rose up over my ankle​s
the polic​e broke​ up a house​ party​
in the stree​t you stumb​led and forgo​t my name
my feet froze​ while​ we playe​d the game
i am whirl​ing in distr​ess
with this might​y pain in my chest​
i picke​d up that bad habit​ i have been talki​ng about​
eithe​r i am havin​g a strok​e or my arm is going​ into arthr​itic shock​
drag my name throu​gh the dirt
drag my name throu​gh the dirt
drag my name throu​gh the dirt
i will come out clean​
I'M A DOWN ASS BITCH.
word.
My name is Rachel Summers.
My hair is from another era.
My face is from another dimension.
My clothes are usually from the thrift store.I love death cab for cutie, music, singing, writing, television, film, different cultures, and sociology.
I attend Hamline University, if you are looking for a school, this one is now home to me.
Oh and I'm happy that I'm not chasing after my nostalgic pavements, because all of my important fences have been mended and my fingertips are holding onto the cracks in [the] foundation.
"There's a fine line between losing it and getting it."
