silver bloom from Rare Crush by doggo

I sighed all night of solstice saying goodbye to girls I could have loved. Tomorrow's a full moon and I know it means nothing to you.
Now I hide under blankets, counting days down until the next year. The last two were bent on breakdowns, you won't be surprised if the next one kills you.
You spent last year in the darkroom, watching silver catch and bloom. All those things that used to feel true, now they start to bore you. You spent last year watching silver bloom, wondering if you could grow too. You spend last year watching silver bloom, wondering if you could grow too.

• Punk
• existential dread
• pop punk
• queerpunk
• real twee
• Montreal