my parents gave me 2 cells and a prison

i hoped to never be like you when i grow up but now that i’m an adult, i feel shattered i hoped to never remain tame and quiet like my mum because i knew i never wanted to be taken advantage of and i hoped to never be loud and irritable like my dad because…

break, bitch

sometimes i torment someone and try my hardest to make them hate me; sometimes unintentionally but mostly consciously. i will repeatedly break their heart and make them walk on eggshells around me. once the abused, now the abuser i hope they hate me. it sickens me when they don’t abandon me because i don’t want…

when i met you in the summer

whenever i’m with you, i’d always hope it was summer, where the days are longer, because I know your mother wanted you home before it got darker.