Keep pretending like nothing happened,
I’ll keep telling everyone I’ve seen you naked
I’m trying not to hold my breath
But here I am with the pillow over my head trying not to scream
I’ve bitten my nails down to almost nothing
You’re going to be my wild card
I’ll keep you in the back of my throat.
I’ll keep you like a secret, folded up tight on scrap pieces of paper in my back pockets.
I’m still standing in the kitchen
Screaming and singing
You’re hands are on my back
I loved you
5 drinks ahead and my
Legs shake
You love me
The way you smell is on my pillows,
its human
it’s my hips rocking into yours with no consequence
4 years is a long time
WE ARE A GOD DAMN GOLD MINE
I’m tired of keeping you like secretes
I’m bored of not talking about it
(Source: backbendinghope)
Emotional responsibility, and my complete lack of it
Flaws I’m screaming about drunk on roof tops and begging you to forgive
I still never promise anything
even as you push me onto the bed
even as you tell me you love me
(Source: backbendinghope)
Bewilderment & Shame
I’m so good at creating chaos
I’m just so good at pressing my hips into others and smiling coyly, as if there are never any repercussions to any of my actions
You used my lines so brashly and it made me realize how much of a moron really I am
Lightheartedness & Honesty
what a fucking joke
(Source: backbendinghope)
You know what they say
A women who cuts her hair is about to change her life
I just shaved my head
FROM HER HIGH VANTAGE SHE COULD SEE ME WONDERING IF I WAS FALLING LOVE BY MYSELF
I thought that once
I was worried and confused
I was hanging on every word and bending over backwards
You have more then I could ever deal with
Hemingway once said that a real and true love can make you loose your fear of death
I’m never scared with you
I’ve never been more myself
(Source: backbendinghope)
Crudeness
you said something about believing in modesty
I started laughing
7 things about me that I know make you insane
It’s written all over my face & my hands won’t stop shaking
You were yelling (like everybody else)
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME
It seems like competition, it seems like I may be winning
neither of these are true
I crawled across the table to kiss you
You sprawled across the road, screaming my name
If someone would just ask me to run away
I wouldn’t think twice
