Last night a man told me he was going to crush my windpipe under his boot and laugh while he watches me take my last breath. I told him to do it. I was disappointed when he didn’t.
I want to be your favourite colour; but we both know that I’m too dark.
I am a bible carved out of stone, sitting quietly in the corner of the empty prison cell of your … More
And watching these twisted tangerine sunrises means so much more to me when you’re not standing beside me with your … More
37 days clean and I lapsed. It was too easy, I gave in too easily. “You really just want a … More
the sensation of my eyelashes as they fluttered upon your cheek feels the same as the poisonous spider that crawls on you while you … More