I’ve been stabbed, excuse me while I bleed out.
Tricked again.
Cheated.
When will you learn it hurts? You obviously didn’t learn when it happened to you.
This is why I want to be emotionless. To not be drowning in this confusion, and pool of feelings.
I’d rather be floating in a sea of nothingness.
Lifeless.
Empty.
Alone.
What’s safer than that?
At least when I’m by myself- I know where I stand.

because some would rather live in words of little white lies like
"you ARE pretty" "you seem nice" "youre really sweet",
then decipher her own tangled abstruse 'life'.

Your trembling hands
are steady for me

i knew you tried to believe when u said you loved me, because even i tried too.

my curiosity has killed so many cats that i've become as a cat murderer.