I’ve been doing some work over the past year or so on the DL with a local high school.
It reminds me sometimes of how little faith we have in each other that we must demand proof to clarify your actions. It starts with a simple hall pass then it never fucking ends as you grow older in life.
We love to suffocate with hate. People say I’m naive because I prefer not to ask anyone to justify their actions. I love it when people just grow. Grow wild. Not pruned.
I will never need a hall pass and you can’t passively-aggressively make yourself believe that I should ever listen. Quicksand thoughts will not deter me. I am not sorry.
I don’t want your pass.
I love you.
Isn’t that enough?
Fuck you, if it’s not.
There are some of you out there that feel me. Holla!