i’m dissecting you with a scalpel… i’m slapping you on the rack, reac… pulling out your intestines and di… doesn’t feel so good, does it?

sometimes i wonder what god is. she’s the gentle hand and the draw… those flash floods and the never e… she lays the bricks and then turns… they tell me,

sit across from me, with no space in between. chest again chest, and our legs folded awkwardly. wrap your arms around my neck,

“i hope they don’t turn out like y… and yeah, i think, that’s about ri… i hope they don’t either.

you go to touch me, and i bite your soft, warm fingers… then when you’ve left, i cry because i’m cold.

i’m busy with bruised legs covered… i’ve got my black boots kicked up… on a hot swing set in the backyard of a church that doesn’t want me. i’m saying fuck, getting familiar…

i miss being a kid when the saddes…

i feel your words in my bones, and… you’ve got me shaking, you’ve got… you ever think about the fact that… i do, every goddamn day. you came into the world with a ven…

there has got to be something fuck… that would ever make you look at m… “yeah, i want to love that.” and there has always been somethin… that keeps hoping someone will cho…

i don’t want to grow up but god, i can’t wait to get older…

i love saying no, and watching men who are not accustomed to hearing… grow mad and confused. betrayed by the idea of me ruining… and not the other way around.

you smell like chlorine, she tells… you smell like sunscreen, i tell h… guess we both smell like chemicals… yeah, i say, hand darting out to l…

insomnia, violence, puncture wound… a razor, eating your organs raw, a… impatient, obsessive, humiliating.

“who ruined winter for you?” “i did.”

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…