trying not to cry in the holiday i… my mama said something mean again

you go to touch me, and i bite your soft, warm fingers… then when you’ve left, i cry because i’m cold.

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

there’s something so forgiving in being angry on behalf of a chil… who no one was angry for.

my bones scream to escape this ski… to tear through my flesh and force… then to let them dangle by their p… my teeth are too big to share this… and my tongue is too large to fit…

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 far more childish than i ever allowed myself to be

is it too late to admit i loved yo… even through it all? summers over, but i still feel it on my skin.

i laughed out loud. the world didn’t implode.

“do you still think i’m pretty?” i… mascara running down my face, lips…

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…

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,

i flick the lighter on, on, on off. a useless fidget, one that turns my thumb gray and r…

i’m asking you to sunbake me, politely. i want to melt into the cracks, like earth-ending dinosaur juice.

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…