i buried my childhood in a cardboa… i wrapped it up in a stained white… it’s sitting in my old backyard, s… it’s really sad when i think about… so i just don’t

i love breaking your heart. call me a sadist, i don’t particul… i’ll reel you back in like a trout…

i love my dad; he makes me sad he cries in work trucks, i cry in bathrooms. he likes to soothe burns with ice… he also likes to stay still when b…

god carries a honey-soaked stake w… and his lovers scream at me to sto… to let him sink it into my chest,…

you’ve stopped responding to my te… and now i’m wondering, if maybe you’ve finally gotten bored of me. i can’t blame you, cause if i were… i would’ve gotten bored as hell to…

she carves her name in my thigh wi… i let her, looking down at her fro… while she sits there on her knees… i tell her i love her and she just… she’s known because she always kno…

i’m whispering “baby,” up to the n… relishing in the roll of the word… the hum of influence, consequence,… like a storm, like a burn, like an…

i am far more childish than i ever allowed myself to be

i love it when fading sunlight hit… lighting up my eyes and every line… then, i start understanding why i… but, when it’s not dawn or dusk, i’ll close the blinds and curtains…

you’re alive and you’re young, healthy and hygienic. you’re sick and you’re dead; my walking corpse bride. love, stop leaving me!

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…

“be thankful to god for bringing y… god had no part in what i became o… he was a callous bystander, a watc… he watched me cry and then drowned… god watched me start wars and lose…

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

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.

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