How many pills does it take to ***** in a light bulb?
Depends on lightbulb.

How could you have stopped my fall if you were the one who pushed me.

Girl meets boy
Boy can't handle affection because his father hit him as a child

Boy meets girl
Girl stops eating because thats what her mother taught her

Her pill bottles are empty
As empty as her bed
She's a modern day damsel
Sobbing 'til she's dead.

I crave emotion like I crave pizza
But I can't have it
I can't let myself devour every ounce of love that comes my way
I can't become dependent on the infamous L word that has broken me
I'm emotionally anorexic,
But sometimes I'm bulimic
Sometimes I'll hunt down my prey, and **** them dry of their love
I'll crave it until I'm stuffed full, and then I'll purge it out
I'll tell them I hate them,
I'll tell them to leave forever
I'll push them away until I'm broken and sad and alone
And anorexic again
Until I'm back where I belong, in the corner of my room
Crying, sobbing, craving affection, but not letting myself have it
Because I don't want to be fat with lust
I can't gain a single pound because if I do
I'll be weak.

We were like summer.
Warm, bright, and gorgeous.
We were like sunlight on water, radiating in every direction.
We were happy, in love.
Free.

The last few days of summer felt like losing
Losing an ongoing battle that we thought we could win.
Our love is fading, and what has taken it’s place is cold.

We’re winter now.
We don’t speak, we don’t smile.
The flowers are dying, and the roads are slippery.

Winter is like trying to forget, trying and failing.
Waking up and wishing it had never happened.
Wishing we could smile again.
Wishing spring was here,
But our winter will never end.

I love the way your skin folds against itself when you sit a certain way.
The way you unknowingly try so hard to touch more of your own flesh,
like you can’t get enough of yourself.

I can relate.

I had a dream that I was dead
I shook and stilled across my bed
Black and white mixed with grey
And life as I knew it faded away
I looked toward the sky and toward the ground
I suddenly know where I am bound
Like a wild spirit set finally free
I sprang to my feet and dance wildly
I rise and sink and swim and sing
All the while, reality rings
Cold and dark and loud with sadness
My life grows bright and filled with madness
And though I longed to steal my dreams
I knew one day I’d tear the seams
My life and my love is painfully fleeting
Though I will be glad to finally be leaving

I sometimes wonder about things and how they fit. Like how my heart hurts in your absence but skips a beat when I see your name on a screen and the lilt in your voice when you tell me that you only make fun of me because you love me. Like how written words are strung together by thoughts that haven’t had a chance to become audible and how before serious things are said voices become shaky. Or how your hands would feel pressed up against mine and how my lips would feel against the crevice of your neck. I wonder how the sun would look hitting your face while we drive to pick up our million friends for lunch, and how I’d smack your hand away from changing the radio station when one direction comes on. How my blankets would feel warmer with your legs and arms wrapped around me or how my eyes would look you up and down when you walk into the room before we leave for that thing “we can’t miss.” How you’re the only girl I’d actually move across the world for just so I could pick you up from work and take you to get ice-cream. How you’d look in a fancy dress with your long hair curled and how I’d slide a section of your hair behind your ear and kiss your forehead, and then your lips. Or how I’d sit you in my lap while I played video games and make out with you just so I had an excuse to afk. I wonder how my perfume would mix with yours and how hard my lipstick would be to get out of the collar of your shirt and how I would whisper how beautiful you are before I pulled you close to me just to rest my head on your shoulder. I sometimes wonder how you and I come together and how we never fall apart and I wonder how I would be if you unravelled and how quickly I could break the record at putting you back together again. I wish I could say I loved you for always defending me, for always believing in me, for never making me feel stupid for things that I like or love, but that’s only part of it. I think I love you because you’re soft, and kind, and honest and everything I’ve always wanted to be. I love you for missing me quickly, for completing me, for never being out of reach. I love you for the things you don’t like about yourself, and for the reasons that you think I’d turn away. I love you because you’re everything and because nothing feels right when you’re gone.