i think a cigarette needs me.
the day that smile was born there were new words created specifically for it unfortunately because everyone is speechless when they see this smile said verbage has long since died in vain
your eyes are pretty and shiny and forever like a happy unfinished thought they make me realize that abysmal isn’t necessarily a bad word.
I said it with my chest often a fist replied in kind no applause just that on fist over and over again I was confused about the kisses on my cheek had no idea they weren’t supposed to be five fingered I was seven It was the first time I ever considered killing someone I even thought about it as I watched you while you slept hatred anger whatever you name it it’s called a vice because...
love is supposed to be a singularity.