and if the doorbell scares you we can hide in your mom’s closet hand in hand i’ll try and be brave for us and if the man turns the corner

i let you watch me lose my goddamn… raging at the wallpaper and crying… i let you listen to the burning an… and the pop of a pill bottle openi… i let you feel the screaming apolo…

staying alive is the most terrifyi…

i’m kind of nervous you don’t love… and isn’t that hilarious? when i was so damn scared in the b… that you would love me at all.

i’m building sentences like lego w… but they just aren’t clicking. i’m trying to find just one way, t… the mindfuck i’m going through. it’s not clicking in their brains,

it’s ugly how time moves. how places that you used to fit in… the kitchen cabinets, the space between your closet shel… don’t fit you anymore.

i’m trying to give you cardiac arr… i’m trying to drink your blood lik… i hate your guts; can i fuck them… don’t be gentle, i want to scream at the top of my…

sometimes i think, when i’m sitting here doing jacksh… that you are only here with me, sticking it out, cause you’re hoping i’ll be someon…

i’m sick of people telling me they… and then reach for the knife lodge… just to twist it. fuck you guys for that. fuck me for falling for it.

we’re dogs at your door, but i’m a mutt and he’s a purebred… he wants the bed and i’ll take the… it’s whatever you want. i’ll be whatever you want.

but i don’t think you were ever built to be a mother, and i never learned how to love you without it burning me from the inside out. i was raised to trust you through every betrayal and...

he’s full of tuesdays and peonies, and i’m made up of saturdays and b… so he says, forgive and forget, and i say, get high and throw dart… he’s got his arms open wide

i want to cry and count all your f… decorate your face with stickers a… then maybe you could hold me and w… do you think?

i hope you know that you’re still my favorite hiding place and through it all, you’re still my favorite secret keeper

part 1: horror i loved her, but oh my god, it was so, so bad. we were the campfire stories in th… that was us, and that’s what we st…