How much more could you ask for? It’s been three years and some change and you’re on your way. But only assholes want to fall in love. We spent four in that shithole and nostalgia remains. How about me? I…
Read moreThere’s a waiting list to the bottom, under you. Ex-husbands, romantics and perverts and masochists. I’m gonna be there too. Where’s the stop where the train’s gonna hit me? True, I live for when you bullshit me. Tell me you…
Read moreSo I’m looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me. It says get off the fucking train, so I jumped down. These metaphors are for assholes, and I’m not different. I’ll get to what I mean, but…
Read moreDon’t forget to waste your blood and mix it with your tears now. Don’t forget to waste your love inside me to crawl out. I know it’s here inside. Why am I so afraid? God loves a liar. It’s turning…
Read moreWe spend the moments of our lives waiting for one to arise. Remember where the time goes? We hold on to these moments until the moment that we die. I’m saving this one for you. We watch our lives with…
Read moreLet’s go on a rocket ship. We’ll decimate the empty promise makers, including me. It’s old hat for a new life, because they already forgot me. It’s new shoes for a short hike that I’ve been walking for days. I’m…
Read moreTearing up the walls, scratching out her name. Staring up the walls, dulling up the razor blade. I’m washing it down. Watch me call the port on. I’m washing it down. Watch me fall. It’s the shock of the sound…
Read moreThis confession is obvious to me. Happy dreams, sick fuck. You’re supposed to be here with the lepers. The ones with vitriol. Right now I feel like one of those. Because the ones with emotions get sick in the end,…
Read moreTo lose my words in this smoke filled room, If there’s a way out, I’m gonna find out. As it burns my black eyes red. Repress this. My only regret: this memory. So we can convince them that this is…
Read moreThe voices are silent echoes. This is the hardest part. The water’s up to our ankles with no sign of letting up. But I’m still climbing out. I always meant to tell you that I never meant you harm in…
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