#fuckedupbeyondfixing

‘cause I couldn’t make you love me and I’m tired of pulling your teeth.

Don’t you see,

it’s like I’ve swallowed your house keys, and it feels so natural, like the bullet was already there,

   like it’s been waiting inside me the whole time.

Do you want it? Do you want anything I have?

          Let’s not talk about it, let’s just not talk.

Not because I don’t believe it, not because I want it any different, but I’m always saving

and you’re always owing and I’m tired of asking to settle the debt.

          Don’t bother.

You never mean it anyway, not really, and it only makes me that much more ashamed.

There’s only one thing I want, don’t make me say it, just get me bandages, I’m bleeding”

my body for the scars, thinking Did he find that one last tender place to sink his teeth in?”