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- 2 Jan 2014 || new year's resolution: I want to be drenched in my own blood-stained words of lies, caught in the throat by their switchblade smiles
- 30 May 2014 || I need a hit up, something to make everything real again, to make everything okay again.
- 4 Jun 2014 || rupture those arteries and you'd have blood and words leaking out of you, and they are cold, cold, cold. you were nothing but a pretty metaphor to me.
- 5 Jun 2014 || did no one ever tell you to never associate yourself with a walking catastrophe
- 7 Jun 2014 || I am melting under your gaze and yet it's still so cold in here. I want you to turn my stomach to knots so I can only devour your love and nothing else
- 8 Jun 2014 || you were my constant and you let me slip through you like I was just another ghost in your closet.
- 11 Jun 2014 || you're the catalyst to the whirlwind in me and yet you walk this earth so nonchalantly, as though it was nothing
- 11 Jun 2014 || the day I stop looking for reasons trying to justify my feelings will be the day the world stops spinning.
- 12 Jun 2014 || puncture my oesophagus and cut out my tongue, why don't you
- 12 Jun 2014 || you were right all along. crack open my ribs and all was dust and nothing else
- 12 Jun 2014 || don't trust me. I'm nothing but pretty words.
- 14 Jun 2014 || I didn't know I was holding my breath for something to happen until you came along
- 16 Jun 2014 || you gave your heart to someone who only knows how to turn things to ashes. it's such a shame because your heart could've been gold.
- 19 Jun 2014 || I want to be your late nights, your early mornings, your 3am phone calls, your 2pm breakdowns. not a constant anchor, a burden burden burden.
- 18 Jul 2014 || I've lost bones, my shell has softened and I cry I cry I cry. I used to be so hard. I used to be so strong.
- 23 Jul 2014 || paint my world with your acid and poison because that's all you're good at, and that's all you have.
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