I feel like biting off my tongue just so I don’t have to taste him anymore. No, he isnt even the problem. The problem is food. Nope, lets get to the root of it. The problem is the pill. The goddamned fucking piece of shit pill. Yes, its making my skin a bit more bearable, but when we acknowledge the other aspects, it is the devil!!! Motherfuck. I ( Read more... )

My insides ache.

i delicately finger the strings of your shirt buttons ( Read more... )

shocks of light wake me ( Read more... )

i should be writing something cryptically melodramatic and morbidly complex while remaining beautifully touching but instead i will just say this.

i love you bryan wayne cook.

better entries will follow, i promise.

staring into the doorknob ( Read more... )

im really having a tough time adjusting to this love. because it isnt like love of your family or something---this love has to be reciprocal. and im too selfish too love him. i get caught up in selfish silliness like starving. i let my insecurity build a barrier between our communicating bodies. its so frustrating. last night i was the closest ive ( Read more... )

i get so mad when he tries to convince me im not ugly. because i know i come off as some whiny bitch and then it feels like im fishing for compliments and lord knows im not. then i get these mixed emotions of sadness and anger. tonight i restrained myself from crying. it was so fucking tough. no joke. i cant handle himsaying that shit to me because ( Read more... )

the grooves of his hipbones make her jealous
and she pokes the indentations of her ribs
because it is simply just fun
he doesnt get it and asks inquisitively
what she is doing
she states the obvious
as he misses the insinuations of sickness

this happiness is temperal ( Read more... )