102;


You can get lost in the music for hours
honey, You can get lost in a room
We can play music for hours and hours
But the sun'll still be coming up soon

The world's just spinning
A little too fast
If things don't slow down soon
we might not last
So just for the moment, let's be still
 

101;


I wake up before you;
sunlight through the window
reflects on your skin
and
everything else fades

you smell like sun warm apples
- it always undoes me 

I should let you sleep,
hell, I should go back to sleep
yesterday's drinks are still buzzing in my head,
my body sore from hours on the dance floor

temptation;
I've never been strong enough

I can sense the city waking up,
slowly stretching towards the sun
faint traffic noises
but inside, here,
there's only us

my heartbeats feel empty,
no music to keep up with
no bass to take over,
snapshots from last night playing on my mind
my hands on your hips
your lips on mine
the taste of lemon drop on your tongue 

and I can't anymore;

moving closer to you,
feeling the warmth of your skin
letting my finger move down your spine,
getting sidetracked by your tan lines
slowly kissing your shoulder blade

and lying here with you,
a slow saturday morning
feels like finally coming home

100;


Sometimes I don't feel all right
Keeps me shaking up all night
And there's nothing I can do
But I wanna talk to you
This shit's making me feel bad
I'm so sick of feeling sad
Why can't I shake this mess?
 

099;


 
I'm fine, I text him
 
at the same time
the tiny, red crescents 
down my wrist are screaming
liar
 
I tell myself it's not self harm;
I don't even draw blood,
I don't carve new scars into my skin
- that's the line, right? 
 
I'm fine
 
I don't think I've ever been fine 
- these days I doubt I'll ever be

098;


I don't want to die alone
Tell me there's another option for me
Standing like I should've known
I knew you'd accidentally look right inside of me
 

097;



I don’t keep tracks of the lies 

told by others anymore;

for a while I would 

carve 

every single one of them 

into my skin 


every thin, pale scar a tally,

a reminder 

- like I would learn from my own mistakes

laughable


I’m sure it made sense at one point,

but now I’ve lost the fucking plot.


He must have told me 

I love you

a hundred times -

I don’t have enough untouched skin

for his fucking lies




096;


penance noun


[countable, usually singular, uncountable] (especially in particular religions) an act that you give yourself to do, or that a priest gives you to do, in order to show that you are sorry for something you have done wrong




No Lies, Just Love song

So please forgive what I have done
No you can't stay mad at the setting sun
Cause we all get tired, I mean eventually
There is nothing left to do but sleep


(I will be pure)


095;


I instantly find your eyes
on the dance floor -
when you know someone
the way I know you,
you can always find them
 
we pull towards each other
gravity
it's simple physics, baby
I'm unsteady in my high heels,
too many drinks;
too much alcohol in my blood
 
you have that rhythm in your body;
the one I envy
the music seems to flow through you
seamlessly, harmoniously
 
I can't move like that,
it's never been nature to me
 
&
even if I've seen it so many times,
seen your fluent moves countless times
I never grow tired of it -
it's the same way you move around his body
under his hands
 
when we're all in bed together,
your body is like music on my lips,
poetry on my tongue
 
 & I never want the music to end
 
 
 
 

094;


I remember when I first noticed that you liked me back
We were sitting down in a restaurant waiting for the check
We had made love earlier that day with no strings attached
But I could tell that something had changed how you looked at me then
 

093;


 
I know better than to stare into mirrors in the dark;
that's where the monsters hide,
tricking your brain into seeing demons
 
I move through my apartment in the dark
becoming nocturnal is an easy choice;
the daylight tames nightmares and personal demons -
I don't dream of her, no lingering smell of apples,
I don't dream of him, no taste of ashes in my mouth
 
it's a small reprieve, 
one that I'm thankful for

092;


I want to ghost an entire country,

switch my life for someone else’s -

maybe there’s no happiness to be found for me

; but at least then I’ll know for sure

091;


I deleted his text without replying;
it took all the restraint I had within me,
but I still see it when I close my eyes
 
word by word
 
and even though I know
he's all empty promises and hope
no one has ever known me the way he knows me 
 

090;


"You should look through some old photos
I adored you in every one of those
If someone took a picture of us now they'd need to be told
That we had ever clung and tied
A navy knot with arms at night"
 

089;


(TW - sexual abuse)
 
{
I'm back at my parents house
it's night and I'm on the couch;
the tv is muted,
walls occassionally lit up by passing cars
 
I'm trying to breathe,
the panic holding a tight grip on my lungs
shallow breaths, so shallow
tears running down my cheeks
my whole body is hurting
 
everyone is sleeping
he's asleep in my bed
I'm quiet as a mouse;
I've had a lot of practice falling apart quietly
 
my phone vibrates in my hand,
I can't see the blurred message,
but I know who it is,
someone who just happened to be online
someone who I just reconnected with a week ago
- maybe my saviour tonight?
}
 
 
I wake up, panic clawing its way through my throat;
the pain is still present throughout my body and
I stand up, trying to get away from the bed,
before I realise it was just a dream
- a dream of a very real memory
 
my brain, still half asleep,
working on putting the pieces together
and then it hits me like a brick,
I flinch as the memory takes form in my head;
 
he's holding me hard against him,
his arms wrapped tightly around me
the amount of times I said no doesn't matter
I'm too tired to argue with him
so I don't protest, I just let him
I'm laying on my side with him behind me
- my body isn't ready at all
and it hurts so much
 
 
I try to push the memory from my head,
successfully forgotten for so many years
my whole body is shaking,
remembering 
hurting
 
I start moving towards my phone,
but I sit down on my bed instead,
falling apart completely
 
;
I don't care who hears my panic this time
 
 
 
 

088;


No, you won't find love in a
Won't find love in a hole
It takes more than fucking someone
To keep yourself warm
 
 
Been listening to this for repeat the last week.
I really hope you found your peace, Scott.

087;



he traces my scars 

like they’re a mean of navigation;

a map, 

a star chart 


sometimes, he pauses 

looks at me

I can sense his question

through the silence


I want to tell him,

that the only thing

he’ll discover here 

is how deep my self loathing goes 


but I just shrug 

I know he’s temporary,

they never stay for long

he has that spark in his eyes 


love is still a miracle for him 

- it’s just a poison to me 

086;


Happy birthday, hun
I love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much

even if you’re not here anymore
you’re still in my thoughts, my dreams;
so many memories of us together
so much longing and sorrow,
I don’t know how to fit it all into a life time 

I still carry you with me
everywhere I go
sometimes people argue 
that it’s not healthy;

screw them


they never knew us


085;


like calls to like
she said
 
and then I knew
that I could never date you;
 
if you're anything like me,
I won't stand a minute alone with you

084;


and to realise,
after all this time
that you’re not 
the yellow bird 
that I’ve been waiting for

;
absolutely 
heartbreaking 


083;


"I never said I'd be all right
Just thought I could hold myself together
But I couldn't breathe, I went outside
Don't know why I thought it'd be any better
I'm fine now, it doesn't matter"