honestly i dont know why i wrote this or what it means but it makes me feel things so
sit across from me, with no space in between. chest again chest, and our legs folded awkwardly. wrap your arms around my neck,
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…
“who ruined winter for you?” “i did.”
i go from adoring to loathing at t… hi baby! oh, you forgot to do the… didn’t know you were a backstabbin… mistakes aren’t mistakes, that everyone makes.
there is a body sprawled out on a… obscenely and nudely. with a blissed out face and beaded… smears of red on the face and stom… it lies there with a lighter in a…
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…
do you love me, genuinely? don’t scoff and say, “yes, of cour… think about it for a minute. do you love me? when i’m crying like we’ve got roo…
i water the roses and i shear thei… because what is beauty without adm… what is anything at all if you can…
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…
my ma stuck that knife in me straight down to the hilt. she treated the knife like a nail, and treated her fist like a hammer… i pulled it out, bit by bit,
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…
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.
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 don’t miss you as much as i thou… isn’t that terrible? aren’t i such… i told you, curling into myself, s… that i smell your clothes when i f… i refused to wash them or set them…
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…