daydream milk and genocide
my cheeks aren't really rosy. i've smeared pink dust over my face.
you think im prettier this way.
i take pictures of things you don't see.
my skin is falling off.
i think im prettier this way. even if i am falling down the stairs.
such a pretty pretty pretty blue.
[i havent taken my meds for a week. instead i sat here shaking my head until it began to hurt. then i went to sleep. tomorrow im going to die. and then i'll wake up. and you'll be there. you dont go away. its ok. im happy to have the company.]
you think im prettier this way.
i take pictures of things you don't see.
my skin is falling off.
i think im prettier this way. even if i am falling down the stairs.
such a pretty pretty pretty blue.
[i havent taken my meds for a week. instead i sat here shaking my head until it began to hurt. then i went to sleep. tomorrow im going to die. and then i'll wake up. and you'll be there. you dont go away. its ok. im happy to have the company.]