sweet love? what is that? it sounds like **** to me. i don’t want superficial i want raw. i want you open and honest and i want your bleeding knuckles from where you’ve punched the wall too many times in frustration over me and be loud. be ******* loud okay don’t shower me in rose petals and whisper in my ear that you love me, scream it out to the world when we are high and on a rooftop at 4:28 on some april morning. and don’t buy me flowers, don’t ******* buy me flowers or earrings or silver chains, instead buy me the wire and tools i need to see inside your brain and pull you apart are you will me until there is nothing left of us and we are broken, so so broken that it’s all we can do just to love and fight and love and fight and if it doesn't work out then **** the universe because god knows we tried