"smash all the guitars.."
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Category: Writing and Poetry
big dreams in a small scale world. failed sexcapades and rooms full of contraband. free cigarettes. sneaking out to cry uninterrupted. party buses. frozen pizzas. smoke. pain as a coping mechanism. blocked numbers. curtains on fire and dust bunnies under a bed. retribution in a single notification. hot wheels. peeling posters. band-aids. gravel in a shoe. a hand around your waist and a snore in yo... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
a fly dies between my palms. nicotine sours the taste of your kiss. i’m throwing up the consequences of my mistakes in an unlocked bathroom. i’m taking deep breaths on a tile floor. the ghost of your touch haunts me in my nightmares. i pick up pieces that you scatter and make them my own. greener trees, sunny heat, drowning half a foot deep. won’t you stay another night? » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
obsession | noun • the state of being obsessed with someone or something. you are obsessive to a fault. you obsess over that, too. friends and family and plans and control spin around your head like a tornado stuck on repeat. you assume everyone else is as obsessive as you, then obsess over it when they aren’t. you obsess over being seen. you obsess over being heard. you obsess over text messages,... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
you are in a car speeding down the highway and no one is coming to save you. you are the car, and the driver, and the highway and the gas pedal and no one is coming to save you. you are the inevitable crash and the lamppost you bend with the force of it, the sparks at the impact. you are the seatbelt you unbuckled and the engine you revved. you are the friend begging you to slow down because no on... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
you keep showing up in my dreams. we haven’t spoken in years and i don’t know if i miss you but you keep showing up in my dreams. in my car, at my school, at my job. you told me you missed me. you had a new piercing and i said it looked nice because even in my dreams i could never be fully honest with you. you looked nice. i kissed you and you left and you keep showing up in my dreams. i don’t kno... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
thinly veiled accusations masked to care. time off to speed up the rot. bodies decompose slower when they’re not yet dead. ignore the doctor when he calls. the blood doesn’t hurt. this brain isn’t yours. these pills don’t help, take them once a day. speed up the rot. surround yourself with people that don’t notice, leave when they do. you’re nothing on your own. you were born to be alone. beg to s... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
do you still think of me the way i think of you? how unfair of you to run laps in my mind while i already lost the race in yours. are you still mad at me? i want you to know im not mad at you. i should be. you deserve it. we wouldn’t be good for each other but i want it either way. i want to fix what was meant to be broken. i want to light the flame you doused in water. i want you back even if y... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
there are claw marks on the inside of my skull. i’ve been scratching for four years, and no one has ever heard. tap, tap, tap. maybe i’ve been scratching forever. maybe i will always be scratching, always clawing my way out of something i simply cannot escape. i cannot escape who i am. i don’t know who that is. i’ve been thinking a lot recently. i haven’t wanted to but it seems i just can’t stop. ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
red strings tie me to you. my heart is a patchwork of your affection. i wore our necklace like a noose, like a collar. i wish you’d seep into my bloodstream and power my body the way you power my soul. i didn’t know myself until i knew you. i didn’t know anything the way i thought i did. every thought i have revolves around you. i love you. i love you. it’s always you. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
time is a terrifying thing. always moving, constantly going forward, something you can’t affect or take back. the seconds i’ve spent writing this are ones that i’ll never relive. every moment of my life has already passed, but new ones are still passing. i’m running out of time, yet time will never stop coming. i’ve been stagnant for five years. the future a scary thing to think about when you do... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
sometimes you remember things you want to. sometimes you rememeber things you don't. and sometimes, you don't remember much of anything. i realize sometimes, that i don't remember much from my life. not unless there's a picture, or it's being told back to me. things slip my memory, and moments i think i'll cherish are simply fleeting. there are times i'd like to remember but don't, memories that g... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i’ll drive us both into a head on collision on the freeway or outside your parents house in the wreckage i’ll leave behind a note for your loved ones or for your newest wife in the margin i confessed my darkest secrets but i left the answer sheet blank » Continue Reading
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