i dont know what i am. or what my worth is. whats the going rate now a days? is it just a fuck or a fuck and a half? someone please let me know. because im beginning to get these crazy thoughts that i'm worth something. that i'm worth something to somebody. ... but no, no, no. that just cant be true. not after "come over, let's fuck" ... no, no. i' ( Read more... )

this what it looks like when doves cry.

it was beautiful. i'll never forget that tear falling. how slowly it fell. how quickly those others fell afterwards.

and im, i'm just a fool for you, just a fool for you.

c/s

I never wanted it to mean that much to me ( Read more... )

I'm recovering. and it feels good. shedding my old skin. and entering a new one ( Read more... )

"What's wrong?" "Are you okay ( Read more... )

Why the fuck are we all so emo?! and depressed?! I don't get it. Myself included. We wallow in our own self pity sing songs about slitting our wrists drown our sorrows at the bottom of a bottle smoke away our impurities snort them off of glass plates in perfect lines, that's the only thing that's perfect right? maybe its just a point where we grow ( Read more... )

i got soul but im not a soldier.
c/s

"And I'd give up forever to touch you ( Read more... )

everything seems so fleeting. the moments run through my fingertips. lingering on my lips ( Read more... )

Last night I kept tossing and turning. She was fast asleep next to me. I had to write. It was burning through my finger tips. here it is ( Read more... )