He said to stop being such an open book but my words look better naked

You said you'd take care of the kids

when I

finally

kill myself

guess we swapped out 11 year olds

still good to know

you got my back

I romanticize you

like the latter

was a punch

line

and not all love ends

in physical head injuries

some are metaphorical

like the way you said

you'd ask your next girl

if she's on meds

if she's on the mend

if she's got the bend

over backwards

Only good if I'm crawling

back

toward

you

Only good if I censor

what I think I'll do

Only good cause I'll fuck

les deux

Only good

if I plead for you

Well I'm all trick

like no treat

a real dime piece

a sweet cut of meat

and she's so crunchy

know you recognized that avocado

pit

was access to your own sweet

tits

up

we're off

we're on

sorry I mean

just getting it on

cause you know I know

You can fuck anything

if it's got a good center

you can fuck anything

if it will let you enter

you can say anything

this is my ending

you can't censor me

This shit's a tool

heart

wrenching