inspired by phoebe bridgers if u couldnt tell
like a knife to flesh. phantom pain. a faint scar, but it’s jagged. wishing you’d come back and try ag… so i could step right into the kni…
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 in love with sharks in aquariu… here’s the thing: there’s nothing… more than a shark tank in big citi… there’s so many of them, and they’… they go through every endless circ…
i don’t want to think about you an… so please, stop asking about me. stop telling my friends you’re sor… for the hopes it will get through… i don’t miss you anymore.
i’m asking you to sunbake me, politely. i want to melt into the cracks, like earth-ending dinosaur juice.
god lives in a church. so, i’ve been breaking their stain… trying to figure out which one he’…
i like dogs that bark and girls wh… yelling boys and little kids under… trying to figure out what to call… and always picking out “bones” or… i love animals and lovers with sca…
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…
i left you, but you never had the… you walked right out that door wit… you slipped into the cracks of me. you know how mad it drives me? i feel you move around, inside and…
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…
when i told you i was crazy, i was… that there was your warning, but y… you don’t have enough heartbreak i… i’ll fix that for you, free of cha… “a penchant for manipulation,”
the ocean makes a damned pagan out… i turn into the little kid i was w… the ocean reminds me i’m in limbo. reminds me i’ve come from boat peo…
i am far more childish than i ever allowed myself to be
“do you still think i’m pretty?” i… mascara running down my face, lips…
i think i do my best to be good wh… it’s not shaped for my kind of rag… it has no place for sickness, and… i drown in it, i suffocate in it. paradise is not a hospice, but i a…