I feel like I’m just addicted to being sad and in love.

And that makes me so goddam sad because I’m better than that, I really am.

I have all these wonderful things about me but I’m constantly drowning in misery and loneliness.

I just want someone to stay.  God please.  Someone just stay and love me.  Let me be somebody’s world.  Let me not have to even try.

I deserve that much, I do.  I could be beautiful if given the chance.

Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.

And I am jealous
of your tattoos and how long
they will stay with you
after I go.

You’ve felt it, haven’t you? Those feelings that seem to get so big in your chest, like something is so beautiful it aches?