#same format

Tangled in sheets

Lost in thought

Heaving steady beats

Netted and caught

Hot, tight, and a token

Shaking hands with

Gravel under rubber

Soles passing 35th

And a fallen brother

Something left unspoken

Lost in the night

With a chill up my spine

No street lamp in sight

It pumps through the bloodline

Don’t let the smoke in

Salt in a flesh wound

Adrenaline peaks

We avoid what we allude

So soon the droplets leak

Twinzies ^_^ 

But honey, I have yet to see you take responsibility for your own faults. It’s always “Oh my parents messed me up” instead of “I messed up”. You tell people they’re narcissists but then you act like one yourself. You think you’re better than me but all you’ve done is graduate and get a job and ONLY because of your boyfriend, without whom you’d still be in Tennessee probably pregnant by now.

You blog about me venting (on my social media) but expect me to stay off  yours?? Ok