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…

i’m in love with the sun. a constant burning, barreling towa… too bright to look at, but hot eno… if the sun was a person, she’d nev…

and if the doorbell scares you we can hide in your mom’s closet hand in hand i’ll try and be brave for us and if the man turns the corner

i waited for the other shoe to dro… oh, it did. “i’m sorry,” i said, “for trying t… you smile and say, “i’m used to it… “you shouldn’t be.”

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…

i want to fucking tear you apart just to breathe in the smell of the blood that i tasted in your mouth. everything looks rosy right now, and i want to cleave you as sudden as the smile ...

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,

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…

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.

nobody knows how to love me right, and no one fucks me quite like i d… i’m just sittin’ here like a ragin… and no one wants me but they’ll ta… i’m foaming at the mouth like i tr…

insomnia, violence, puncture wound… a razor, eating your organs raw, a… impatient, obsessive, humiliating.

“i hope they don’t turn out like y… and yeah, i think, that’s about ri… i hope they don’t either.

i left you, but you never had the… you walked right out that door wit… you slipped into the cracks of me. you know how mad it drives me? i feel you move around, inside and…

did you know if sharks stop swimmi… my mother found joy in domesticity… with three kids and a husband, bak… and good for her, good for fucking… my safe place is flats filled with…

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