" Maybe I wasn’t made for anyone. "

" I’m ashamed of myself because I know I should be better and I have no idea how to get there. "

" we sleep with shadows but
we never give them bread.
horror, dress yourself in shame
or I will tear a hole in you, you harlot.
burn your eyes, I will hold your
white-washed bones unto the sky and
scream “oh god, if you are there,
I hold this body to your judgment -
give it your wrath or your mercy.
but please pick wrath.
please pick wrath.” "

" What’s made your heart so
rubbery? You can’t get close
without pushing away. I
wonder if you see love as
an ocean that you can only
be in when you’re holding
your breath. You keep leaving
to gasp for air on your own.
I know you like it here with
me, so why do you keep acting
like it’s the last place you
want to be? "