YOU ARE NOT WHO YOU WERE FIVE YEARS AGO YOU ARE NOT WHO YOU WERE SEVEN SECONDS AGO YOUR PAST SELVES ARE BURRIED DEEP IN THE CEMETERIES BETWEEN YOUR RIBS YOU ARE BORN AGAIN IN THE SPACES SEPERATING YOUR KNUCKLES

SOMEONE TOLD ME ONCE THAT MY WORDS SET FIRES IN PEOPLES CHESTS THAT IT CONSUMES EVERYTHING IN ITS WAKE AND THE MORE THAT IS TURNED INTO ASH THE MORE BEAUTIFUL AND ******* TERRIFYING IT IS AND ITS FUNNY BECAUSE THATS EXACTLY HOW I FEEL WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES AND IT DOESNT MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I TELL PEOPLE I WILL LET THE PAGES AROUND MY NECK DROWN ME BEFORE I LET THE FIRE GET TO ME BUT THERE WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH WATER TO DOUSE THE FLAME THAT IS IN YOUR EYES OR MAYBE THATS JUST A REFLECTION OF THE ONE YOU SET IN MINE

STOP TRYING TO FIT PEOPLE INTO BOXES OUR ATOMS LOOK LIKE TINY UNIVERSES FOR A REASON WE ARE CONSTANTLY GROWING WE WILL DEVOUR YOUR IDEALS OF WHAT WE SHOULD BE LIKE BLACKHOLES SWALLOW LIGHT AND AND SPIT YOU OUT INTO INFINITE NOTHINGNESS

I HAVENT SLEPT IN WEEKS I HAVENT DREAMT IN YEARS EVEN THE NIGHTMARES HAVE GOTTEN TIRED OF SEEING MY FACE