My lips split in the middle

Molten voices in my ears

Hey, what if I just stabbed myself in the eye?

My computer responds with a scream

*CONSIDER THIS A WARNING*

Only cowards buy safety pins

Real men aren’t women

Real women are beautiful

My face reflects back at me in my phone

*be happy* flashes up on the screen

It’s on my bucket list

I see him everywhere like a hallucination

“Oh my god, I think I’m in love with you”

Yeah right, hallucinations love to hallucinate

Or maybe he turned into a real boy

Whose mocking adoration melted under your gaze

Stay furious. Stay fucked.

Looks of a Picasso and temperament of Nietzsche

Will only get you as far as the train tracks on Valentine’s Day

As many ways out as people on planet earth

But a coward shoots like a girl

And a girl shuts up and swallows

Found a real boy on 3rd street hanging from a palm tree by a pink ribbon

They say “he did what she asked him to”

But I think he was a coward

And a coward in crisis is still a coward

Even though his bleeding heart made it past your phone screen

I tied him up there on my birthday (as a gift)

Then met my dad on the train tracks

I’m a daddy’s girl, cuz I can’t hear the bitch cry from underneath my feet