on first thought;
gone,
then back.
your backup plan is me
when there's no one else to hold your head up
and move your feet
one after the other.

last in line
on the wild ride you so creatively called your life.
nausea growing from an adrenaline induced high
as i stare at solid ground so far below.

below this rollercoaster,
rattling bolts and hinges
a loud shaking vibration
much preferred to the
screaming
and the
fear
ricocheting through these metal handlebars.

on second thought,
much preferred to be unused
than to be on standby
waiting for you to call
the next in line.

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ty for being nice to me in the comments of chapter one <3 you lads are lovely

side note i'm hELLa bored anyone wanna chit chat (i'm l am e but aren't we all ?)