#thoughtsofirii

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?Lately: Linkin Park - By MyselfLinkin Park - ForgottenSlipknot - PurityRHCP - Deep KickJane’s Addiction - Stop! Tool - Third Eye

I want to sip your essence, breathe you in Drown in your words And melt under your touch

-road-trip

iri.i

Maybe it’s my past Maybe it’s being touched by trespassers of my consent it’s being eaten alive by someone’s eyes- someone 5 times my size. Maybe it’s being left behind in strangers’ houses  crying my eyes out at night (while you’re out having a good time) just being a mere responsibility thrown around from hand to hand, from house to house. My tears meant nothing My screams  were childish That heaving in my chest was just me being dramatic. Maybe That’s why I’m so fucked up Much less than I ought to be but still enough to never stop craving attention to never stop craving affection no matter how much I already have. Maybe that’s why swallow my words and suck up my tears because my problems aren’t big enough because I need to be tough. I don’t want to be dramatic because “I’m a big girl”... I know my past does not define my future, but maybe it explains the state I’m in.

-iri.i ©

hope you guys are doing good :)

xoxo