KASET BF

The beating now lulls me to sleep.

I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair.

My mother questioned my sanity today when she saw purple lines running up my arm. I told her how they are "For Somebody". I walked twenty blocks tonight thinking 'bout how that might not be all that conducive, I wanted to die & escape the pain. My heart screams when I'm not with my best friend I miss the laughter I miss the smiling. Thse black words against the white broke me hard. You've left your scent in my skin. Inhale, you.
Count this fiction it isn't 'bout hints.
'm so glad my mega zit pop at the right time I feel so ugly with this hideous thing but at least it certainly make me think twice 'bout stepping out of the house.

I would pluck out my eyes so the last thing I see is you.

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'm not going away ; this 's just for pleasure or whatever you'd call it.

Your skin was the colour of unbroken snow.

I am in love with your uneven cuticles.
Underneath it, I imagine the deepest blue to run around, nothing else, apart from behind your chest bone -
where a tiny tiny red heart sits.
I scratched my name beside it three years ago - but you do not remember details like that.
I'm melted. Literally a puddle of love on the floor now. ♥ Times like this I'd rather be dead. My life's a curse. I find studying for midterms' ridiculous.
People don't want us to be us, so they force us to be the person they want to see. Geez, what for?? Life's quite simple, but we humans insist on complicating it. Life's a copycat game.

Swollen with crystalline tears for which I had no room left.

There's something wrong with this night. There is a calling deep inside.
It is a funny thing how hearts can be so fragile, & eyes can be so empty.
How without heart, & eyes
& skin & bones,
All we are -
Ghosts & pretty lights.
But this sad story is way overdue.

Candle shops & sidewalk stops.

Once you asked me if I spoke in miracles
& once I asked you if you read time like you
could read me.

I never believed anyone else when they told
me that the real world is real & that fairies &
mermaids & dragons are fake 'cuse
you knew, somehow, that lying was easier than
telling the truth, even if they were our own
excuses for sincerity.
Somehow, you knew that truth would affect me more.
I never wasted time trying to convince you that
you were right, but you knew when you were wrong.
Then, you said
"everything's a mask, everything's a mask"
& that our outsides, they can change,
but our insides won't ; they'll just never be the same.

You had me falling for you honey
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade

"So you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
There's nothing left to beg for."
"You're not sorry, no no ohhhh"
:;:;:; Loveee this part.