#matarlos

So here they go again. It always starts like this doesn’t it? Tongue tied & avoidant, always quick to run when she sees you heading her way. It’s only till the ash tray gets fuller and the bottles emptier that she’ll unravel for you. Head rested  against your door  she gives three weak knocks and murmurs your name through the wood with a pleading hum. 

         ❝-----C’mon open the door.❞

❛      you’re too tall to be standing in the way like that .        ❜    though , this vessel might have just been too short . doesn’t know , doesn’t care -- she wants to see the moon and his big head is in the way . 

cute big head , mind you . but it’s still too big . anyway .

I LIVE WITH MY BOYFRIEND NOW AND AS SOON AS HE COMES HOME FROM WORK HE JUST TAKES EVERYTHING OFF AND I’M LIKE “U SMELL LIKE ROTTEN EGGS” AND HE LAYS ON THE BED LIKE NO UR SMELL WILL STICK TO THE SHEETS I HATE BOYS