Mexi: I'm the right kind of lover on Sunday morning.
Ramona: I will kick your ***.
Aurora: She's so sweet, and graceful, and cherry flavored.
Knives: *******


Many more to come probably because I hate myself.

Oh, man how I enjoy the pain.
I'm craving the burn.
I want my turn.
Come on, put your body into it.
I want to bruise.
If not you, I'll do it myself.
These scares are so pretty.
And I am burning.
It stands for knife.
Cut deep into me.
Thank you, mind.
Thank you, life.

These lines that trace from me to you.
Oh, how they tug and they pull.
They're almost like webs.
They almost feel dull.
And I will travel just like a ghost.
Where ever you may go.
May that be here to there,
or even cost to cost.
And these lines that trace from me to you
are the traces I love most.

Oh, my Aurora.
Oh, I'll keep you in me.
Are you drowning?
Can you breathe?
Oh, my Aurora.
You've burned through everything.
Stay perfect under my skin.
Following my Aurora.
She's taking me to a place inside.
Without her it's so hard to reach.
My Aurora lead me.
Oh, my Aurora.
The glow that stays under me.
You are so much higher than me.
And you have burnt through all of me.
I am drowning.
I can barely see.
Following my Aurora.
Oh, my Aurora.
Rest in my peace.

I knew a boy who came from the sea.
He traced my scares and kissed them.
He couldn't understand the pain that I had conquered up in my head.
He was the only one who had ever known the truth about me.
My therapist though I had made him up.
She couldn't grasp someone so graceful, and so magical could ever exist.
He did exist.
He existed more than I ever could.
I would let him read through my journals full of poems, and self harm.
And he would touch my arm, and leave burn marks.
I had four so far going up my wrist.
At night lying in the dark, the round burns on my wrist faintly glowed.
And when I traced over them his face flashed through my mind.
I would spend each day with him, but the moments we had to divid I will never forget.
I stand facing him, as he lifts his hand in front of my chest.
He smiles.
I start to smile back until a sharp pain rushes up my spine, and out my chest.
Everything gets bright, and my head goes dizzy.
It almost feels as if something is being pulled out from my chest.
Everything goes dark, and numb.
And after awhile I gasp for air, and open my eyes.
I'm alone again, as if it never happened.
As if I never was with him.
This is not new.