something's
wrong with

me.

stranger
is
in
danger

lover
isn't
forever

fools
pools

nothing
no thing

horrible moments
for terrible days,

sad faces
for terrible nights,

bad weather
for terrible hearts,

*******! ****!

i call him that, but is he really charming?
my ****-stained brain is running so fast
and i want him to stop it.

stupid, stupid girl.
you think that's nice?

he can't save you.
he won't.
he will never save you because you're hopeless.

my face.
oh god, i think satan just poured all the chemicals in my *** and called it a day.

anytime now, aphrodite.

hi..
it's me.

i hate sushi,
i hate vanilla ice cream,
i hate caviar and oysters.

******-clad lips,
i'm picturing a tall and handsome guy,
with dark blue or green eyes,
brown or ***** blond hair and
smile that can melt a butter as hard as stone,
a body that is too beautiful...
a model.
but is he kind? caring?
maybe he likes girls who are skinny, beautiful...
a size 0 or 2 or 4.

me...it's me.
a size 8 girl who loves to eat.
some tell me i'm thin.
but mom always tell me that i'm not fat...
but not thin either.

i want him to kiss me.
my first kiss...
i don't know.
will it happen?
i want it to...badly.

where will we meet?

my imagination is running.
i'm...desperate.
there. i said it.
i'm...starving.
for attention, for affection.

i'm ugly. i know i am.
i'm not good enough.
i will never be good enough.
i'm not worth it.
i'm not worthy of receiving love.

but if it isn't meant to happen...
then it's not gonna happen.

for revolution,
for attention,
for destroying soul heart body
hands down,
you're great
then you're not
for affection,
caress his cheeks
caress his soul.


for saying goodbye,
he's not coming back
no.

hands.
for new beginnings,
say hello
say it with your hands.

concrete walls
big roof
door
windows
where is home?
where is it?
something someone somebody
in the middle of the road,
shaking,
pleading,

then i found myself.
i'm home.