rusty eyes

The former boy, has taken another girl and goes on and i want that and for him even the green pencil artist comes forth slightly. But these fucking rusty tired eyes won`t shift, my friend suggested a bath, but im yet to do it, and it grows later, as do my nails some how, they are very long, i have been drinking a lot of milk, and sitting listlessly feeling useless, but i can`t carry on in such a way, its a concern for my heart. And so is the continuance of this night, regardless of it all, the night will have it`s time and it`s way with me and the rusty eyes, and so on and so forth.