this is basically "im not a good person to ask for advice"
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 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’m chasing shadows down alleyways… i love to walk backwards in parkin… spinning around to grin at the moo… or god forbid, you. just breathing in mist and thc.
i’m tired of crying into my pages… with my mouth stuffed with blackbe… seeds spilling out and my tongue d… i want to lock myself up in the ba… to shatter the mirrors with shriek…
i water the roses and i shear thei… because what is beauty without adm… what is anything at all if you can…
sit across from me, with no space in between. chest again chest, and our legs folded awkwardly. wrap your arms around my neck,
blurred around the edges took a couple naps today. almost started a fight, then i didn’t and held someone ins… i feel lucid and fluid.
i am scared of you now, of this stranger who has taken you… those familiar eyes now watch me,… your loose hold now tight and the… this beast of grief has eaten you…
“who do you think you look like mo… on a hot august day (as they usual… “your mom or your dad?” you swung back and forth on the wo… i drawled my reply, thick as the a…
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...
i wasn’t really my mothers child, i was her idea of a child. but, unforgivingly, i wasn’t. i grew up like kudzu; over the lam… i went so far as to grow over the…
i want to fucking tear you apart just to breathe in the smell of the blood that i tasted in your mouth. everything looks rosy right now, and i want to cleave you as sudden as the smile ...
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…
if i loved you less maybe i could sleep through the ni…