senseless

i hope i don’t die before i repay my unpayable debts

the coffee stains my teeth

creating its own masterpiece on my once white canvas

ants sting my flesh

but all i feel is your bite

false hope is the worst thing you can give someone

after your tiny little deprecating words scattered into my timeline

my words often don’t make sense

but they don’t have to because

mitochondria is the power house of the cell.

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