oh, don't we all...

AMEN, SWEEITIE! AMEN!

brill imagery aswell. x

parts of this, yeah, my life. namely the betrayl and hypocrasy of it all (though i'm still not sure whose fault it is anyway)

falling in love with phobias. (like you've always been afraid of clowns, and then you find he's been a little circus boy all along). this is how your writing hits me. (cmon and leave me breathless)

'i-love-betrayal / ireallydoipromise.'

'spit shined and vomit colored'

'those little words, filthybeautiful'

'i-love-betrayal / especially when i'm betraying myself'

perfection and i fucking love it. your words are always honest and beautiful and they give me something to hold onto. i love reading your poetry. and yes, you are amazing.

The way you design, draw out, and scrunch together certain words gives it this nice little effect where the words seem almost drawn out like a picture. I think its a great touch.

the ending is amazing - a perfect way to sum this gorgeous piece together... but i can feel the way this hurts & burns every scar. l.

the tone is just too perfect and you really have something with the "i-love-betrayal" repetition. yes, i love it.

You managed to describe it so well.