Closed mouths don't get fed. That's why I don't eat before I drink. Only pig out after cause the liquor opens me up. My toxic trait is I neglect myself. I neglect to ask for attention and help. Scarred//I mean// scared to be a helpless attention *****, but I can't help myself to a healthy helping of self love. An unsure small child, thinking how healthy looks like it tastes bad. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth how tasty fire between my teeth feels. Light a match to my cigarette to chase a shot of fireball. Would love to burn this ******* to the ground inside out. I like to lie to myself that it makes me feel something. Pretty sure chasing the opposite direction, to feel nothing.
Endless black void of soot and scorched. I'm hungry for something and I wish I knew what it was....