's Blogs

can you tell me I’m ugly? 

Can you tell me my darkness is ok? 

Can you tell me all the damage

is beyond repair?

can you turn the lights off? 

Can we go out and play?

can you leave now even though you lied just to stay? 

I gave you the ice that placeholder for my heart.

aorta, in a glass.

served neat.

just like every other check, don’t separate.

ill bleed 

sign my signature with one last breath.

gasping.

In a will I left it all to myself.

but it’s yours.

money burning and bleeding.

i loved the bay view windows.

my death, 

what a view.