...makes me gag like...
birthday cake and fancy bullshit, toothpicks and popsicle sticks, dirty feet, and cafeteria trays, eating alone and gluttony, faith in lies and deception, dismantaling intuition with reason and misguided rationale, ego hunger and pussy vultures, gossip and assumption, sweet talk and hidden agendas, sex for triumph and sex for lonliness, making i love you a lie, the inability to change and my total volcano of confusion over you, knots and scooties, condoms and stickiness, your smell on my pillow and my tears, light eyes and illusion, my name on your tounge, wet kisses and fingers through my hair, hoping for a miracle, black tumors and chemo, my alternate perception and their words against mine, speechless shock and open mouths with no sound coming out, black sox sex and whiskers on the sink, age and its distinction, not kissing you like i really wanted to while feeling guilty for saying everything that felt right, not wearing nighties in cheap hotel rooms, watching Kurt and Courtney alone, missing a forehead kiss and wishing i didn't give a damn, pod people and leftovers, being vulnerable and losing what i don't have, over compensation and mute wallpaper, holding on to the idea of some fantasy i created when i was daydreaming in your arms, missing the details and looking past the present, love letters and sugar poetry, old notes and valentines day, looking less and less like myself and looking pretty through tears, trying to find meaning and realizing it never meant anything, superiority and your fake authority, never washing the dirt and feathers from your hair while washing your dirt from me, waiting for a letter that will never come, crossed fingers and faith, noisy forks and knowing i asked for it, sad eyes and shell people, a beginning with an end and no middle, greasy fingers and cheap heels, fake smiles and whisperers, infidelity and sushing, not knowing and appearing dismantled, small talk and blatant disregard, avoidance and pretention, waking up and realizing it wasn't a dream or waking up and realizing it was, thinking you can wish it away and your sorry apologies, never reading me and forgetting before having the chance to remember.
For the record and an amendment to my bio....i hate grammar, i never learned it, fuck public schools and fuck rules!!!!!!!!
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