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i'll try.
her lips are pink. the color of flowers or a color crayon. shiny like vinyl. we speak in short sentences these days, not a whole lot to say to each other. the days are blending together and it feels more like a habit than love. she's small, her hands are small, her breasts are small, her voice is small and day to day i hear it less and less. the ( Read more... ) -
tools
my head hurts because i couldn't sleep last night. i didn't dream and i didn't want to open my eyes becasue that would be admiting defeat. i should have drank more so i couldn't feel anything before i went to sleep. but then how would i have gotten my car home?
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i'm having these dreams i say. i'm waking up in the middle of the night. these dreams are poisoning my day. each breath i take is digging it deeper into my cells. the images imprinted permanently on the membranes of billions of little clouds filled with mitochondria and what not. these dreams are filling my mind with acid and my stomach is ( Read more... ) -
kidnapping
I'm leading the love of my life up a hill. his hand in mine we walk. "I'm kidnapping you," i say, "you'll try to run away but i won't let you." we keep walking. "I should be going home." his fingers interlaced with mine are starting to sweat. "No, you are coming with me." It's not really kidnapping if they are walking with you. it's not really ( Read more... ) -
move along
i didn't realize how late it was when i looked down to find my fingers intertwined in his. i think that counting ten in one place made me think of the time ( Read more... ) -
race
i'll race you to the top of the stairs. i'll kiss you, then i'll push you down them. i'll race you to the end of the road! and when we get there don't be suprised if i kicked you in the face. i'll make up ideas for passing the time and have it be totally self serving.
let's get fucked up and die. -
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i'm so sick of hanging out with kimmy.
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official notice
bang bang bang on the wall baby.
knock a little louder sugar.
bang bang bang on the wall baby.
i can't hear you
bang bang.
on the wall baby
bang bang
and your neighbors get really fucking pissed off and you are forced to move your bed to the opposite side of the room.
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he picks me up when we make love, moves me around and touches me softly. we giggle, out of excitement and because we are scared. we laugh and make jokes. we wrestle and he always kicks my ass. he uses his chin as a weapon while i wrap myself up tight and talk about lunch with his mother. i like the beauty that he brings to me on a platter. we are ( Read more... ) -
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i'm sitting on the edge of my seat, biting my nails, breathing in toxins, waiting waiting waiting, what's it gonna fucking be? how's she gonna do it? this seems like a normal way to go; teenage girl kills herself over almost nothing. how many things that mattered to you five years ago still matter to you now ( Read more... )