1. your tacky taste in jewellery s… as everything but 2. you held my hand through joy an… up from 3. scraped knees made my eyes feel…
Curvy and I were friends since the moment I was born in fact she was friends with both my parents too Curvy was there while I grew
I laid it down upon the bed the soft blanket of anxiety which would cover me while I slept wrapped around me tightly
His kiss was like war the way it stole something from yo… but you could never pin point what His touch was like a service station hold up the way it left yo…
Growing up I learned to love all things bruises bruising being bruised how the colours so easily
I walked into my bedroom after a nine hour shift and caught a whiff of heat and the feeling of him. It’s been eight years:
There is something interesting abo… predictable learning and by interesting I mean funny There is something funny about
and intoxicated fresh air whispers restless man put away those pills take yourself back
Only the saddest people know the dark side Of cold spoons and ice packs Of sleeping and staying
Deep cuts hurt more When I touch you is it sore? Deeper are the ones that scar Do you notice when I’m far? I won’t mean to cause you pain
Looking beside me I saw the rain… sunlight like a veil, becoming heavier. It rained the same way many of us… At first nothing, then light
I did not feel home hear me clinging to him like children cling to their mothers in the unknown arms of
The wounds were not for you to mend my cruel needs not your kind and lightness in a heart can’t rid a darkness of the mind I’ve been soaked by sympathy
I think that we are all born partially blind to some certain things that we don’t ever really g… And sometimes I feel like I am the one thing that has always lied
I knew I was sick when I missed him so much I started to crave the smell of his body