I don’t know if you’re saving me or killing me nice and quiet. Some days you taste like air to me and others you taste like dirt.

We sit in silence on the phone for almost a full minute my shoes are asymmetrical on the bedroom floor Comparison my worst enemy it’s been the same for a long time I ha…

Nearby to a riverbed under the shadows of the night was a string of gumnuts, illuminated by moonlight Now upon approaching

I laid it down upon the bed the soft blanket of anxiety which would cover me while I slept wrapped around me tightly

When I kiss those lips the only thing I feel is that hand, on the back of

her hands were the smallest thing I’ve ever seen on a 21 year old wo… but she wasn’t really small at all parts of her looked smaller in her quiet shadow panting but only when

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

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

It’s human nature to want to fix things Find what’s

I loved you like a cockroach dying– painfully slow then squash all at once

there are a lot of things that I d… how to say or maybe I’m just afrai… to I don’t really know well actual… I do I am and how great is it for everyone else who is the reaso…

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…

There is something interesting abo… predictable learning and by interesting I mean funny There is something funny about

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:

He said I love the way you know exactly who you are He said I love the way you make things brighter