You stabbed me in the back
and are apologizing for messing up my shirt.
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 12:05 PM UTC
I've never wanted kids.
Who knew something
the size of a sesame seed
could change everything
so fast?
Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 6:13 PM UTC
"You're the kind of girl
that artists, poets, and musicians
have been obsessing over
since the beginning of man,"
he sighed and traced
the outline of my spine.
I'll laugh and agree,
reduce myself to
your fictional ideals
of a manic pixie dream girl,
if that'd make you want me.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
If you don't want me around,
if you don't want to talk to me,
if you don't want to see me
when I'm not naked,
I'll find someone that does.
Just let me know,
for I hate wasting my time.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 3:12 AM UTC
I want to take back everything
I've ever said to you.
I don't want you to know
anything about me anymore.
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 3:09 AM UTC
You said you're not cut out for
a relationship.
But kissed the broken skin on my thighs
and made me feel something for once.
You said you get attached to all the wrong people.
But went silent
when I said that I do too.
I don't know what I want us to be.
I don't know of we'll ever be more
than this.
I just know that this
isn't working.
You made me very happy
and very sad
and this isn't healthy.
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 3:55 AM UTC
I want you to always feel
like you do
when we're lying in your bed
at 3am,
naked and panting,
completely crazy about each other.
When you trace the outline of my ribs
with your fingertips,
wrap your arms around me,
and kiss my shoulder.
I said that I hate for people to see me naked,
so you pried the blankets away from me.
You kissed the parts of me I hate
the most
and called me beautiful.
I like your stupid puns
and your stupid white boy hair cut.
I like how you confide in me,
how you've made me feel comfortable enough
to confide in you.
I'm always waiting for something,
this mood swing to end,
for this day to be over.
When I'm with you, though,
I never want the night to end.
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 6:02 AM UTC
up and down
loving you
to hating you
in a matter of seconds
im the car crash
after a joyride
i wish people
would stop staring
i wanted you i wanted you i wanted you
you wouldn't have been able
to handle me anyway
i can hardly handle me
anyway.
ill drink some cough syrup
go **** someone that doesn't give a ****
take some adderall to get through work tomorrow
i don't want to be like this anymore
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 3:08 AM UTC
I'm not your girlfriend.
Don't kiss me on the forehead,
don't hold my hand.
Don't gently stroke my hair-
just ******* pull it.
"All anyone here cares about
is drugs, *** and alcohol,"
you said,
insinuating that I'm any different.
I don't want your hoodie,
or your bracelet.
I don't wanna spend the night.
I want 2am "you up?" texts,
giving head in the bathroom,
popping adderall and going all night.
I don't want you to love me,
I just want you to **** me.
You're too nice for me,
and I never liked gentlemen anyway.
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 8:47 AM UTC
You tasted like sin-
cold, bitter alcohol
you bought with your fake ID
and stale cigarettes
you stole from your roommates.
We talked about God
and the Bible,
with your hands in
my unholy places.
In church,
they warn me about sin.
Ugly, vicious sin,
that'll tangle me up
and drag me straight to hell.
They don't warn me about sin
with thick, curly hair,
warm, soft skin,
and sleepy eyes
that look at me
like they've seen my soul.
Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 3:47 AM UTC