i find you slipping out of the ugliest parts of me a scar on my thigh everyone thinks is from my dog but was really from your teeth (a different kind of beast) how i can't explain to my parents why i can't go to the airport or the zoo anymore the hot water that turns my skin pink (i can't feel a thing) all my friends want to **** me and i let them
for a long time it seemed too easy to give you the blame how could something that evil stem from someone who kissed so softly?
maybe it was because my mom told me i looked **** when i wasn't even ten years old maybe it was because my friend christopher told me when a boy kisses you you've won maybe it was because you distracted me from being in love with someone of the wrong *** maybe it was because i was too afraid to say no at first