i write about sex a lot for a virgin
i’m not entirely sure i’m alive, s… saying that makes me seem crazy or… maybe i am, maybe it matters, but i don’t really think it does. you have your hands on my thigh.
i loved you. i think it’s importan… i stored love for you in places i… i loved you in states of yours tha… i loved you. when you screamed so loud that the…
i’m kind of nervous you don’t love… and isn’t that hilarious? when i was so damn scared in the b… that you would love me at all.
i’m sitting in an old 2000s chevy with r&b music playing loud from t… my shoulders slipping out from und… and i’m either a sex symbol or something holy.
there’s something so forgiving in being angry on behalf of a chil… who no one was angry for.
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 hope they don’t turn out like y… and yeah, i think, that’s about ri… i hope they don’t either.
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…
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 love my dad; he makes me sad he cries in work trucks, i cry in bathrooms. he likes to soothe burns with ice… he also likes to stay still when b…
staying alive is the most terrifyi…
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’m dissecting you with a scalpel… i’m slapping you on the rack, reac… pulling out your intestines and di… doesn’t feel so good, does it?
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…
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.