I'm falling in love
with random teenage boys
who couldn't give a shit
less if i existed or not,
and i'm crying into my
blue bubble gum soda
wishing that he
gave a fuck about me,

i want to rip off my fingernails and give them to you as a present.

she's putting butterfly
hairclips in my hair
and watching the wax drip
down her wrist,
over track marks,
hiding beautiful
secrets and writng poetry
no one will ever read and
understand who it's for
and she wants to
hide herself under
lacy black ligerie and fishnet tights.

i want to be a stick figure and i really do feel like shit cause i ate