Well technically all of them@Anonymous
Well technically thank you
How to kill someone:
Hold their hand and then never touch their skin again,
See them nearly everyday and pretend they don’t exist,
Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.
you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair
and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met
and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you
and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky
and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon
Well I’m gonna call it off with J
He doesn’t want to be with me
He wants to get his rocks off
Whenever he damn pleases
And I let him
For almost a year of my life
I can’t imagine how many hours
I spent waiting for a phone call
I knew I wouldn’t get.
Can’t imagine how many hours
I spent awake in my bed
When you should’ve been there
When you said you’d be there
I won’t play your fool anymore
It isn’t a fitting role for me anyway
I’m not supposed to be the backdrop
I should be on stage front and center
Not your girl, not your mama
Won’t play your stupid game
I don’t need your validation
Your just a boy in mans clothing
Insecure and selfish at best
I put you on a pedestal
I could never reach you
You wouldn’t let me
This is one form of goodbye
A failed attempt to fly
A sad excuse
Sex with no love
Using and hiding
I deserve to be cherished.
Don’t you wish the same?
I don’t know if you do, maybe that’s why you wouldn’t let me love you.
That picture of you is intoxicating... You're truly to sexy@Anonymous
If you could observe the physiological changes that take place in your body when you’re in negative states, you would stop immediately.
When he says you love too deeply, remind him he was warned.
When no one else is awake, don’t call him.
When the poems don’t come, don’t open the vodka.
When the poems don’t come, go to sleep.
When you wake up from the wanting, go back to sleep.
When he shows up in your nightmares, don’t offer your forgiveness.
When he offers you his lips, go for the throat.