Let's give them something to talk about.

Ask me anything   it's ok to be a quiet stranger.

friends.5

careful, there are broken teeth
swept under the rug. if you
prick your foot bridge
on a smashed incisor
my bad, im sorry

i can lick the wound clean jesus.
christ
welcome to aching
like stepping on a plug,

i’d ride desperate shotgun
be a bad bitch type of mary,
look no sweat

the first conversation we had
in real life
was probably about grillz

i didn’t take a claw hammer
to my mouth on your account
entirely, WELL

I don’t feel much
like being alive today
if that’s ok with you

can i just live right here
in the time it takes
for light to travel
from your earring to my cornea

all the asses of the internet
couldn’t measure
the myriad possibilities
i can imagine of our
hands holding each other.

come kiss my pulp,
i can sharpen a wall of knives
in anticipation. one day
the sun is going to eat it’s children

& one day you are going to make me cry
it’s called inevitability
be kind (don’t do it in public).

 

 

 

 

— 1 month ago with 19 notes
#poem  #poetry 
making zines with actual paper and glue and stuff because I don’t own a computer. work with what you’ve got I guess.

making zines with actual paper and glue and stuff because I don’t own a computer. work with what you’ve got I guess.

— 2 months ago with 4 notes
#zine 
valentines day brings out the creepy in the worst of us.

valentines day brings out the creepy in the worst of us.

— 2 months ago with 3 notes
#poetry  #valentines day 
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witneyhuston:

I’m going to print out all of the emails you’ve sent me, staple them together into a sheet, and turn up at your house at night and haunt you

— 2 months ago with 1 note