By Anonymous
we sit in your car and i watch you slurp down the noodles i bought for you
while i listen to you tell me about how the world will end
about how your biology professor said that one day there will be nothing left
i think
if the world always looks like this
like me and you together
like us sitting in this car with noodles and chicken and your big brown eyes looking at me
i don’t want it to end
(i hope your professor is wrong)
White Noise Zine 