You found me. Currently perfectionot. I post the misfit posts here to keep the main positive. Here you will find my broken insides and what I cover up with my smile :) I hope one day I will no longer need this but for now it shall serve as a reminder of how the world is kinda scary and i shouldn't be so naive until I become strong enough to handle it. So. Here it is. All the things running through my head. Don't trip. Be careful and stay safe please.|
I miss my sunshine Kenny. 8.31.13
Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my
stomach are dead. Apparently you
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever
this is way better than pretty much everything we did in literature.
Whatever. I don’t believe anything anymore. So you can fuck around but don’t get pissed at me when I do the same.
If all I do is stress you out and make
life so hard to live,
then why don’t you just let me go out and let myself get killed so you don’t have to deal with me anymore?