you all lied when you said it gets better. it doesn't ever get better. we just find new ways to feel less and hurt everyone else more. we find news brands of makeup to make us look more alive then the day before and we find a better way to stitch a smile on our face and hope that this time it'll last a little longer because it's painful having to force your body to adjust to something so unnatural. we find ourselves in a strangers bed to find our passion again for awhile and we watch our fathers hit our mothers so we can learn what love is supposed to look like. you lied. you told me it gets better and it doesn't. we just steal each other's hearts because sometimes, someone else's seems a hell of a lot better than ours for awhile. we smoke until we can't breathe because who the **** likes breathing anyway? we lie to the only people in our lives that we love because sometimes lying makes things easier than seeing the light flicker out of someone's eyes. sometimes watching the melancholy take over someone else when you take to much of them away is to painful for us, and after all, we're all just here trying to survive. taking what we want when we want it. taking smiles when we need them. taking love when we have none. we've found nothing more exquisite than watching a person drop their ego and self esteem for someone who needs it. we find it beautiful to drop a few to many pounds so you look nicer when you straddle him. you're prettier when you have an ***, not because you look better but because that way it gives him something to hold on to when your torn up heart is not enough for him anymore. we hit and scream and bleed because at the end of it all, it doesn't get better. we are all here together. taking what we need from each other and finding a way to call it our own