tarantula-typo
libra 🌞 libra 🌙 sagittarius ^18
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I mean, Henry, come on
If I’m not a little scared of him is he even hot?
tell me how the fuck I’m supposed to deal with losing you.
Big, bad, naughty rock star,
Your claws are shinin' bright in the dark
Liftin' up my little red skirt
I know you’ll leave me here in the dirt
So I’ll nod until my neck snaps
Worn down to paper thin skin
And measly shrugs
Traded my glare for a complacent grin
Plastic tea cups for ceramic mugs
Stolen glances for a rehearsed laugh
Soft ice cream for thigh gaps
It seems easier now,
To starve than swallow.
My tongue is raw,
Jagged teeth dug into the muscle
Excuses never slip.
so hey. wow! fuck you, sid!
By Friday, life has killed me
Sunk to the bottom.
“Fallen angel,” they cry,
Drunk sailors watch, aghast,
Hopeless, lifeless, she lie.
They dredge her up,
Callin’ her pale hue tragic,
They study her vacant eyes,
A morose sight, bloated to the surface,
On days of somber skies,
They think of her.
A lonely girl, too young to die.
disconnected from tumblr, disconnected from life
What will life look like 2 years from now?
Can I hear the train whistle between the brush of trees?
The howling of coyotes and roars of mountain lions,
Maybe I’ll be cruising down the golden coast.
I’m hungry for it.
Dry toast and black coffee from a waitress named Diane
It’s not just surviving anymore
I’ll feel at home once the ocean breeze hits my face,
Once it takes my hair between its salty grasp.
I’ll feel whole
Unrecognizable
Unknown.
On my own
No one to please
Just me and a couple sand fleas.
Lick the wound till it’s raw.
Blew out the candles but I still don’t see you.
There are roses in between my thighs
And fire that surrounds you˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆༉‧₊˚.
the longer i don’t see you, the more the bitter bite soothes my tongue. i’ll spike the coffee if it helps the day pass by.