I wanna be rockstar, I wanna direct porn, I wanna own a cinema, i wanna own a diner, I’ll name it after me, and I’ll put little vhs TVs in every corner (where the angels would normally be) I wanna drive a cab in Vegas Robert de niro style, i wanna lurk at the edges of weddings and document all the love around me , and get paid for witnessing something so profoundly special. I wanna make movies. I wanna get beat up at least once. I wanna be a social worker but I’d take that shit home with me. I could work with addicts even though I’d just be doing it to pretend I could fix mom and dad. I wanna be adoooooooooooooooooooored
I wanna get married and have lots of kids, I’ll make em my little tribe , and when they piss me off I’ll make em tend to the crops and gardens adorning our god-given glorious property. son, you git yer fawkin behind outside and pick us some goddamn blueberries! I wanna have lots of windows and live in a house , a real one, not a trailer or a converted shed. I wanna turn tricks, and I wanna have wings. I wish I could have afforded to go to film school
I wish mom got me braces when I was little, and I wish people didn’t look at my teeth. I wish grandma didn’t overdose after being sober for over a decade. i wish I felt like I had a future at all
I wish that doing the dishes didn’t make me cry
And I wish that I didn’t feel small