#i'msofuckedup

y no sè que hacer   ó.ò

It still don't understand how I didn't get raped that day

Does anyone care for me, all I do is give, but all I want us just for someone to give back, that someone, or anyone, I need it to know I'm not the only one who cares all the time.But I guess that's just my life.

I want to get high and Fuck you underneath the stars Not the real ones, in the sky, I Don't want Orion and Cornucopia To witness this no I just want to Throw you down on my single bed Under cheap, glow in the dark constellations I want to smoke in bed while listening to Nina Simone And disregarding her advice I want you to fuck me amongst dirty laundry And blunt wrappers, knocking empty Beer bottles filled with cigarette butts Off of bedside tables I want to run my hands through  Your unwashed hair and let you Suck red wine stains from my lips I want to get drunk in a dark room and Fight about nothing until we come down In a spiralling mess in each other's arms and Fuck until we are laughing and crying and The days are passing and no one knows What to do about us because we are lost In this room with the dirty laundry and the Drugs and the cheap plastic stars which Seem to judge us from above I want you to tie me to the bed and Tell me I can never leave because I Am yours and all we need is each other And these drugs and make me forget that There was ever anything else but this I want to get high and fuck you This is not a poem.

I got up and checked google to see if it meant anything. Apparently with a dream about death comes life, or long life. But wow.. I've never been so shaken up in my life.