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it's my break at work and i picked to go on it now because it's getting dark out and i like it better that way. my phone rings and it's some number i dont recognize but so is every other call i get. i pick up and say hello and some voice says heywhatsup. i swear to god it's some middle aged man, most likely fat, and i don't know why they're acting ( Read more... )

SEX AS A WEAPON

*PS: This is what the alphabet would look like if Q and R were removed.
PPS: i am not crazy.

my stories laid out on the table, my heart on the floor & i'm watching you & i swear you're becoming a horizon. my biggest secrets strewn about like i'm selling them for cash & i'm trying to pick them up but it's too late now. all because my lips were moving before my thinking kicked in, & OH! it's easy to keep going once the stories start coming ( Read more... )

i want the words to hit harder. i want heartbeats to decode better so i can paint it's words on my walls & string your pulse around my ceiling. i caught your breath & i'm not letting it go ( Read more... )

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& when i'm driving alone, window half down & the music playing as white noise, i've never felt so dirty & i don't know why. i've had a headache for the fifth day in a row & all i want to do is sleep or fuck. i'm telling her that she can't get more honest than that & i know because i'm cringing. reflexes tell all but i want to tell you more than ( Read more... )

THIS song is everything. & you know what, he's my new chemical imbalance in the best of ways. if this is all behavior & biology why didn't they teach us it in school because it's the best thing i've learned so far.

there's a girl in one of my classes who sings about how she hurts herself at the top of her lungs.

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