#capuletrosaline

I will make myself into the biggest secret I have ever  kept from you.

I'd like to cleanse myself from it and watch it get pulled down the drain. I'd like the wind to take it from me wipe it straight out of my throat. I'd like to burn it up in flames soak it with more gasoline. instead I sit inside this cave... and I stare at it and wait... for it to bury me.

and maybe it was the cruelest kind of irony devised by some kind of god: you told me you'd come back when my flowers were in bloom and right after you left they withered in my room.

he had the ability to completely unwind me, all the tension I'd accumulated. holding him was like being safe, unwatched and alone – yet knowing I was understood.

there is too much air in me. I tried to  overcompensate and now it’s pulling  me apart. for all the times I  held my breath have gathered in my heart.

and how I wish I never knew - the sweetest taste is the taste of you

I think you aren’t good for me. it’s not a matter of “enough” It’s just, I guess, I think, I think, I think you are plain bad for me.