always a victor, always a fucker. always a loser, always a fucked. so it goes. so it burns.

sit across from me, with no space in between. chest again chest, and our legs folded awkwardly. wrap your arms around my neck,

i feel your words in my bones, and… you’ve got me shaking, you’ve got… you ever think about the fact that… i do, every goddamn day. you came into the world with a ven…

there has got to be something fuck… that would ever make you look at m… “yeah, i want to love that.” and there has always been somethin… that keeps hoping someone will cho…

i gave you open front doors, swing… i left you out in my backyard with… it’s not my fault you stayed like… i screamed your name over a coal e… standing in the middle of the trai…

when the ash settles down and you… wild and dancing, you see blackeni… you see the ending of it all and i… the way it dances and beckons you… the way you wish it would.

i water the roses and i shear thei… because what is beauty without adm… what is anything at all if you can…

he’s full of tuesdays and peonies, and i’m made up of saturdays and b… so he says, forgive and forget, and i say, get high and throw dart… he’s got his arms open wide

i love breaking your heart. call me a sadist, i don’t particul… i’ll reel you back in like a trout…

just puked up cookie batter; sending my love to illinois.

i wasn’t really my mothers child, i was her idea of a child. but, unforgivingly, i wasn’t. i grew up like kudzu; over the lam… i went so far as to grow over the…

i want you to know that i love you… and that thinking too much about i… to be completely honest, just for… i don’t know the normal amount of… i’m afraid sometimes that i don’t…

i laughed out loud. the world didn’t implode.

you’re alive and you’re young, healthy and hygienic. you’re sick and you’re dead; my walking corpse bride. love, stop leaving me!

you ask me if i have dreams and i start telling you about the… that haunt me when i try to sleep but then you look at me and laugh uncomfortably and say,