I write all night sometimes because I'm scared to take my fingers away from the key board.
I would rather pour out my pains as words and form sentences of explanation, then to lay awake at night restless from gnawing thoughts.
For sometimes I work out my pain so beautifully that it's no longer painful to me.
-J.C.

They lied when they said Love would cost us nothing.
To be specific, it cost me about thirteen hundred.
My heart is broken and this pain really hurt me don't it?
When love is chasing you just keep on running.
Love is a curse, I'm just being honest.
There's only one cure to a broken heart and I'm smoking on it.  
I get hurt and then convince myself I didn't want it.
Therapeutic shopping, Balmains cost me fifteen hundred.
They lied when they said Love was priceless.
Drugs, clothes, liquor, we spend money pretending we don't miss the people we miss.
I guess if it's forever, it's free.
But if it ends, be prepared to pay the fee.

you've got my heart
turned inside out
just like your sweater
on the floor in the corner
of my bedroom

the day I lost you
was the day my knees
begged the floor
to try and lift my body.