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I've never felt this small,
so incapable, so f*****g pathetic.
I told you that last time I was shattered,
this is just whimpering, sp..
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At times, my moods are drawn apartLike curtains on a dark night.I glare at myself through the cold glass.Yesterday I sat in the dark for hours.I could..
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Grind my bones togetherAs you screw me upLike a piece of paper.Then squeeze me slowlyUntil I vomit black bile.
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softly, softly. closeness come easily to us.your skin flows softly under my fingertips
as i ask you to hold me, with your hand in the small of ..
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recently, i've becomeoccasionally manic.i'm not always like this, i think.i don't want you to think you must maintain metighten my screws and oil my h..
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talk tenderly, you say. you know me, you say.you must be able to feel my hurt.but i've never been good at not saying the things i shouldn't.
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there's distance. between our fingers, our chests, our cheeks.my new evening activity:watching you watch her.every night she sits there,missing a dime..
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i’m watching you stare at me.i can tell it’s mebecause when you glance a little to the righton your computer screenyour face is concentrat..
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my body is trembling with my love for you.
it tingles in my sparkly bones,
sends sparks through my temples,
and evaporates off of my skin
in shimm..
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i don't like the self i was tonight.a vivid girl, staring into strangers eyes,that was me.all i wanted was a distraction,buttonighti feel the hole ins..
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