"See I keep falling for the future, after tripping on the past, and I am always tearing sutures out to make the anguish last, like it defines me, or reminds me, I've found comfort in my suffering, and uncertainty in happiness and death. Because what's next is such a mystery to me, and I am terrified of all the things I feel, but cannot see. Friends and family put your hands into my hand, and lay your head into my chest, you are all that I have left here we are all that we have left. We are the lovers, we are the last of our kind. So link your arms and keep your chin up, I swear that we'll be fine." -La Dispute
"See I keep falling for the future, after tripping on the past, and I am always tearing sutures out to make the anguish last, like it defines me, or reminds me, I've found comfort in my suffering, and uncertainty in happiness and death. Because what's next is such a mystery to me, and I am terrified of all the things I feel, but cannot see. Friends and family put your hands into my hand, and lay your head into my chest, you are all that I have left here we are all that we have left. We are the lovers, we are the last of our kind. So link your arms and keep your chin up, I swear that we'll be fine." -La Dispute

I know I'm not over her, it's painful and obvious at this point, but without her this book would have never been started.
The foundations of my childhood home became the foundations of an inferno.
She acts as split firewood, stoking the flame of fulminating desire.
It horrifies me she will never actually feel the heat, nor see the lights, as this will never scald her, nor scorch her eyes.

My life is on the clock,
It seems I'm cold and lost.
My life is on the clock.
Ticking my way to empty thought.
My life is on the clock
Inching, to fully dark.
So what the fuck do I want?
I want you, to touch my heart.

A person's still a person, but they can still put the stars in your sky.
A person's still a person but if you're hurting, they'll see the scars and ask why.
A person's still a person but what if they can light up your life.
A person's still a person, but a person can be your purpose, in time.

I would like to submit,
What's your kink?
Dominate me,
If you want I'll bleed.
My heart will pump all the blood you need.
Take a sip,
A drink,
Take anything.

A hospital visit,
And she's the ticket.
Take me to heaven,
A blade to my abdomen.
I wouldn't mind,
I wouldn't mind.
Pain's the only thing,
That makes me feel alive.

The butterflies in my stomach remind me that the cocoons of my beauty have hatched,
Only now needing the time to find their way out of my throat.

Boy meets girl, girl smiles so sweetly.
Boy falls head over heels completely.

 
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