sore skin.

[ladyonfire]

when tears are given as frequently as dollarr bills
fuck you. a fragile soul, how dare you.
she sleeps with open doors
she waits for her husband to come home
send words justified,

life isnn't.
you hear words like
whatever, and i heard that she did
this or that.
you aren't fair.

we shop for our project domestic life
and drink at home
you hear fire, we smell smoke
i can't fight a fighht
that isn't there

time to remember that life doesn't stop.