#AsianAmericanMixedBiracialOceanSeaCalifornia
it’s ugly how time moves. how places that you used to fit in… the kitchen cabinets, the space between your closet shel… don’t fit you anymore.
is it too late to admit i loved yo… even through it all? summers over, but i still feel it on my skin.
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.
i’m building sentences like lego w… but they just aren’t clicking. i’m trying to find just one way, t… the mindfuck i’m going through. it’s not clicking in their brains,
it’s embarrassing but, god i love, love, love you i’ll swear on everything i own, and everything i’ve ever wanted that i love you in ways i didn’t t…
i want you to know that i love you… and that thinking too much about i… to be completely honest, just for… i don’t know the normal amount of… i’m afraid sometimes that i don’t…
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.
he’s full of tuesdays and peonies, and i’m made up of saturdays and b… so he says, forgive and forget, and i say, get high and throw dart… he’s got his arms open wide
part 1: horror i loved her, but oh my god, it was so, so bad. we were the campfire stories in th… that was us, and that’s what we st…
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…
“be thankful to god for bringing y… god had no part in what i became o… he was a callous bystander, a watc… he watched me cry and then drowned… god watched me start wars and lose…
i like dogs that bark and girls wh… yelling boys and little kids under… trying to figure out what to call… and always picking out “bones” or… i love animals and lovers with sca…
i’m whispering “baby,” up to the n… relishing in the roll of the word… the hum of influence, consequence,… like a storm, like a burn, like an…
“do you still think i’m pretty?” i… mascara running down my face, lips…
i want to cry and count all your f… decorate your face with stickers a… then maybe you could hold me and w… do you think?