my lips are done agonizing over the tired explanations.

i've writ words till they were a snarl, a tangle of fcking and warring at my feet. [writers block]

i scar tongue patterns on her throat [inside: femmeslash]

hazy scribbles by fingernails on paperflesh backs

i am [90 lbs and counting] rebuking my growing body's 'needs'. inside: anorexiabulimia

because, yes, the world is tilting under my weight [selfpity is the new vogue and i am always haute couture] inside: depression, reference to selfmutilation

midas ain't got nothin' on this gal [we are giggling under pink dental flourescence] inside: very light femmeslash

i ditched acrylic trailer trash for country.girl.sophistication i flourish and grow breasts inside: femmeslash, brief mention of eating disorder

i met her in a church i wanted to fornicate in [that's all the good the altars are for, anyway]. told in parts, part one uploaded inside: femmelash

princess virgins are overrated, she left you for a rutting satyr [slight undertones of femmeslash]

my love is two fold once you begin to undress [we gather the dust of tar on our flat bellies] inside: femmeslash

the denim shakes

doll, you are my favorite tragedy [the razor was doublesided] inside: femmeslash, references to self mutilation

i laud you with drunkoffpavement pecks

eating your body parts with holiday rapture

I'll bake christmas cookies in the middle of june and call it redundant. [random drabble]

i think i’d cripple my &hearts just to see you smile.

Your loyalties lied in her eucalyptus eyelashes. [love triangle]

in the shower i dominate (i bloom like rancid roses) inside: femmeslash, blasphemy

(i choke fireflies with desperation) and she will be my Peter Pan; femmeslash

because slicing me up is such the hobby [self-injury]

I won't tell if you won't [warning: strong sexual implications, involves cheating]

"Hate me, my love" (i'll live purely off his adoration) inside: anorexia

"i scalped myself, just to see how i worked"

"you know that i adore you" (i finally feel pretty beneath his hands)

My razor actually worked today... just to make myself beautiful.

Re-post; "i suck on the loneliness of your index finger"... [mentions of pedophilia, incest, drug use, and prostitution]

she was always the favorite one; [references to cutting, incest, prostitution, and drug use]

My rant about the people I know who merely self-mutilate just because it's "trendy"; written by someone who has suffered from it for more than four years; references to cutting (obviously), eating disorders, nymphomania, and pyromania

Roaches on the ceiling, dripped into my mouth... (drug mention)

Angels aren't created-they are born. Some aren't perfect, some aren't happy, and not all of them are what they seem. Demons get stronger everday, and a certain girl must decide what side she must fight for. The demons or the angels. Pixies are rare, but a