| his_words | ||
| pushpins |
i scare myself into a knot |
020224 |
| ... | ||
| pushpins |
are filled with the insecure sort of love where its all unbalanced and breaking the scale when I put some on during chemistry class to see what would happen. the teacher warned me in his big glasses with his crooked teeth that I should wear goggles, because if it gets in my eyes, I could go blind. blind love isn't a good thing. right? but his words bite under my skin where very few seem to get... and it makes my eyes water so I take off my goggles, and put myself into even more danger because his words look hungry for a bit of me. |
020302 |
| ... | ||
| pushpins |
his mouth doesn't say it, but his eyes scream "i hate you" |
020309 |
| ... | ||
| continuous ache |
"get the fuck out bitch. i can't stand you anymore." i thought love was a little less stinging. |
020310 |
| ... | ||
| anne-girl |
silence. why should he speak to me? silence, heart. You don't care about him. |
050414 |