The Perfect Man

Kicked out of the Garden of Eden

Eve:

Two Years Deep into Depression

I have become A half-empty fishtank What remains within me is gasping for breath.

The stagnant water Circles my hands In the corner the filter struggles to work.

You can hardly See inside me anymore I haven’t bothered to clean the surface.

You will find me Outside on the curb Unwanted and free.

A poem inspired by a lack of motivation to maintain daily hygiene. Depression is so hard sometimes.

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LOVE THESE THREE. Their chemistry was amazing.

he’s gonna be alright… isn’t he?

I WAS JUST SAYING THIS THE OTHER GODDAMN DAY.

why is this song allowed to be on mainstream radio. nearly crashed because of tears.

And I will swallow my pride. You’re the one that I love And I’m saying goodbye.

How to Have Sex:

spin around

S TOP

double take tHREE TIMES

1

2

3 

PELVICC TTTHHRRUSUUSTT

WOOOOOO WOOOOO

stop on ur right foot DON TF OREGT IT

BRING IT ARROUUNNNDD TOWN BRING IT AROUNNNDDDD TOOOWWWWNNNNNN

Things that make me uncomfortable

1. People who don’t put their toothbrush under the water faucet after they put toothpaste on the bristles.

2. The last 1/4 of a fountain drink.

3. Sitars.

4. People behind me while I am on the computer.

5. Getting your hands wet and there being no paper towels.

6. Girls reaching behind themselves to unhook their bras.

Don't talk to old lovers.

You will think only of old conversations.

Old feelings.

You will constantly seek what once was.

And you will only see them as they once were.