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I’m sorry about the eight seasons in a row when all I gave you were grapes and scraps of lettuce
that was a fight between me and my mind
and you shouldn’t have been dragged into it
I don’t blame you for when you finally sighed and broke
piece by jagged piece
I hope you at least liked the pink I chose for the casts
I’m sorry about the orthodontist
and the retainers
and the rubber bands
and the braces
I liked you better crooked
I’m sorry for the scars that chase each other across you
remember when we started senior year and you were covered in Band-Aids?
I hurt you
and then I smothered you
the least I could have done was let the pain breathe
I’m sorry for the days I thought you were ugly
I’m sorry for the years
You are beautiful
And you deserve a better mind
to be making its home inside of you
I’m sorry for what I let others do to you
they never understood us, did they?
how wrapped up we are in each other,
how you cannot touch one without first loving the other
I thought they saw us and understood
but all they saw was a pig
with an apple in its mouth
waiting to be devoured
I’ve cursed you
And mutilated you
And burdened you
I’ve starved you
And pressured you
And poisoned you
You, beautiful creature,
You thrive regardless
I rip your skin apart
And you grow back together,
Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on
Should follow in your grandmas shoes, your already insane and fucked in the head like her, all you have to do now is shot yourself in the head and you'll be just like her!
Maybe I will just do that
I don’t know Emma very well.
I DO know however that all these comments are bullshit.
I DO know it takes a certain kind of coward to tell someone to kill themselves.
I DO know you must be one piss weak son of a bitch to hide behind an anonymous figure.
So if you could please take your disgusting opinion, fold it up neatly and shove it up your ass.. Society would thankyou dearly for it.
Emma, don’t let em phase you. Hang in there!
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