good boy tattoo

i’m still grateful

i’m still stoked about everything

sometimes i forget how far i’ve come and how lucky ive been but i always remember at the end of the day

there’s lots to smile about

even though my brain was rotten from the start

even though every day hurt

and every day has hurt

every single one

deep down inside, i was still good

but anyway

grief was my one true lover, and she was a jealous one at that.

post script

tell me i was a good boy one more time