nope

something is off.


where is it not the truth?
we talk over each other
i cried that night
don't tell anyone
tell everyone.
i cried that day, too
because he meant it and so did i - always.
& everyone laughed because i don't think anyone knows what to do with beauty anymore and there was a nervous sound in the laughter like a heroin addict joking with his dealer when all he cares about is that next hit. just get this over with, he's thinking. just give the world to me hard, give the world to me unequivocally and with that numb lusting vigor and if afterwords i'm brave enough to find a way to get you in my head i'll spin you a story so bruised you'll think you're in love, it's a story so love-hungry it wraps its arms around you and never lets you go.

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