Dear,

Well, uhh.. You:

I have a few things on my chest that need to be ridden of. Enough is enough. You will hear my final pleas. You may not want to listen; you may not even want to try. But this is not for you, not no… Read full post »

Just a nip. 

A slip.

A bite.

I've got this. I've got this. 

Mad.

Sad.

Happy.

I've got this..

Fuck. 

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White flag. They've surrendered.

S.O.S. Save our ship.

You all win. I've lost. I get it. I messed up. I deserve it all.

I've won. You've lost. I hope you get it. You messed up. You deserve it all.

It's a mix-up, you see.

It all makes sense, don't you… Read full post »

It's like a cold shoulder but worse.

Ignorance is supposed to be bliss?

Pretending nothing's wrong. Now THAT'S a good one. Ignorance.

I hate the way his voice sounds on the phone. Not that I like anyone's voice on the phone anyway. Words are broken up so I can… Read full post »

Have I changed, or is it the world?

The floor doesn't creak when I walk over it, but when you're around it's different. I'm walking on eggshells. Why can't I lose weight? Lose all this and the world will be fine. I don't have to worry about those silly little shells… Read full post »

My hands are cold and I can see my breath in little puffs of the nearly night air. The boys are playing. My teeth are chattering. I can't hear they're words. I'm thinking too much. I always think to much.

"What's wrong with you?" The question is actually pointed in my direction.… Read full post »

"I'm home. For good." He says with a smirk, flicking down on the squished filter of the cigarette. A smile runs through the group. I glance around.

"For good, for good?" My hearts in my throat, my hands at my sides. I watch him stand tall. He's not slouched over anymore.

"For… Read full post »

Blood on your hands.

Holes in your heart.

Voices in your head.

Turns in your tummy.

 Close it all out.

Don't let anything in.

Once it's in,

It's impossible to get out.

People raise their eyebrows.

Gasps of shock.

Pained faces.

Turned heads.

I want to shrug.

I'm sorry.

Don't… Read full post »

"Where have you been all my life?"

Hiding. I'm not exactly someone you can see.

"No. I don't believe it. You're too good to be true."

When something is too good to be true, maybe they are.

"Well come here, Silly. Gimme a kiss..."

I don't want to move.… Read full post »

     I guess each family is different. See, my own family tries to keep the house clean. My dad russles around after work to pick up the mess of foam bullets and stupid wrestling action figures. You know, the ones that it actually hurts to step on? The dog… Read full post »

So.. I've officially decided something. I am a cat. All I do in life is bite and play with the mice(boys) until they die from exhaustion or it's damned neck breaks. When will I find a mouse that is strong enough to stand my constant catness? Why can't I find a mouse that… Read full post »

I can remember looking into his big brown eyes and returning his goofy smile with my own. I can remember the way the cleaner they used to wipe up the vomit from the floor smelled with the mix of window paint. The paintings reminded us where we were and why we… Read full post »

How is it possible for such a small child to feel like it's the end of the world every day? They shove pills down your throat; ask you questions you have no idea how to answer; tell you that this and that is wrong with you. What's really wrong with me?… Read full post »