so they saw the cuts ( Read more... )

today, as i sit here, ignoring the knife all the way in the glove compartment far away from me on this couch, i think about binging... about stuffing myself so full of whatever makes me feel good... a sort of oral masturbation... rubbing the lips, shoving things into the deep pink tissue, praying for some release of something like ecstasy... the ( Read more... )