hello Abandonment, how are you?
note: i love a man that can inspire me to write. understand that i'm the goddess of exagguration for the purpose of better writing.
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i forgot how me and neglect and abandonment used to be good friends. we'd hang out on the weekdays. those stalking bastards have followed me all the way to you. they crept into your mouth and slivered down your soul.
that tingle in your stomach, that was your desire for me.
so i pour another drink and me and my friend neglect will toast to inevitability. while me and abandonment smoke one for the good old days and the redundancy of all my relationships.
i am ugly wall paper. i am a dying house plant. i am your litter box. you unvaccumed carpet. don't pay attention to me cuz i will only adore you more than you deserve.
if you pick me up and polish me, i'd shine for you. you could take me out and not be ashamed and i would glow and drip your praises. but you leave me on the couch to plummet into lonesome. i wrap myself up in a blanket of unwanted and plug myself into 360 pounds of hand held boredom.
you really dont deserve me. but here i am slain out on a silver tray for you to look at from a sanitary distance. your so self conscience that even if you partake you'll just shove your finger down your insides so eveything get thrown accross the floor that i just cleaned.
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i forgot how me and neglect and abandonment used to be good friends. we'd hang out on the weekdays. those stalking bastards have followed me all the way to you. they crept into your mouth and slivered down your soul.
that tingle in your stomach, that was your desire for me.
so i pour another drink and me and my friend neglect will toast to inevitability. while me and abandonment smoke one for the good old days and the redundancy of all my relationships.
i am ugly wall paper. i am a dying house plant. i am your litter box. you unvaccumed carpet. don't pay attention to me cuz i will only adore you more than you deserve.
if you pick me up and polish me, i'd shine for you. you could take me out and not be ashamed and i would glow and drip your praises. but you leave me on the couch to plummet into lonesome. i wrap myself up in a blanket of unwanted and plug myself into 360 pounds of hand held boredom.
you really dont deserve me. but here i am slain out on a silver tray for you to look at from a sanitary distance. your so self conscience that even if you partake you'll just shove your finger down your insides so eveything get thrown accross the floor that i just cleaned.
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