I wash my knives with a brush because the washing machine don’t work on the stains of my flesh
I used to take pictures after the deed was done because when the voice would command me next time I hoped I wouldn’t say yes
Now it’s nothing but a collage of empty promises and a reminder of how crippled a mind can be
My heart tries its best to pump enough blood for my brains to desperately keep breathing but... what can you do when your blood is a neurotoxin
Today I learned that the definition of burning isn’t flames but infact just a reaction with oxygen
Seems to explain why my blood breathes through gills and also why I feel like I’m being scorched
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 2:04 PM UTC
Honey I'm drunk,
Don't come by,
But if you do
Bring Canadian Rye;
I've two feet planted
Six feet high,
And I ain't right ready
To lay down to die.
But the sun is sinking,
And my body's stinking,
Honey will you come,
Please bring that Rye.
Honey, I drink,
We both know why,
Let's not pretend,
Let's not lie.
Honey I'm dry,
I'm gonna die,
I've six feet planted
Two feet high.
I ain't quite steady,
I could use a high.
The sun's in the east,
My demon's a beast,
So Honey drop by,
Please bring that Rye.
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
Self hatred
is my way
of telling myself,
"I love you,
even if you're a twisted ****
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 10:29 AM UTC
In this life;
When there is love, there is hate.
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 11:56 AM UTC