It's 3 am and I'm chainsmoking
Cigarettes
I wrapped myself up in a cocoon with a blanket but I'm still shivering
Thinking about how you used
To wrap me up in your arms
While we slept on a ***** floor
But I was always comfortable
I miss the sound of your voice
So I get drunk every night and
Listen to the voicemail you sent me
In 2010

sitting on the concrete
i think the sun had a crazy night
because its still asleep
these lights hurt my eyes.
oh wait there aren't any lights
i think i'm going crazy
why does my head still hurt
you make my physically sick
i think its raining
never mind it's just my eyes
i hope you never get good head
i hope you choke on your *******

Maybe I loved you.
But I'd never admit it
Because I'm saving that feeling.
For some one who's worth it.

I couldn't actually love some one
as mean as you, right?

As red drips through
the many cracks of a wall
my mind slowly becomes more vague.
I stand over the wall that was once a pale yellow
and I try to remember what yellow actually looks like.
But I cannot remember because I cannot imagine
a color other than red.
But then the wall becomes black,
no everything becomes black and I can not remember
what red looks like.
I try to imagine how this wall once looked
but there is no longer any wall.
not a yellow wall, not a red wall, not even a black wall.

Big butts
small butts
round butts
flat butts
All butts
are nice butts
butts butts butts

A gun only holds so many bullets.
How long until you run out?
How long can you let
bullets spiral out towards
yourself?
Will the last bullet go through
your head?
Will it be by your hands?
Or his?

I thought I meant nothing to you
Now I know you cared
enough to make sure no one elses
hands ever touch my skin
the way yours once did
But not enough to ever
feel my cheekbones with your finger tips
again.