#lisbonwrist

[tarantula-typo]

tell me how the fuck I’m supposed to deal with losing you.

[tarantula-typo]

so hey. wow! fuck you, sid!

[tarantula-typo]

Big, bad, naughty rock star,

Your claws are shinin' bright in the dark

Liftin' up my little red skirt

I know you’ll leave me here in the dirt

[tarantula-typo]

my sweet summer glow burned for a star that was too bright for me

[tarantula-typo]

So I’ll nod until my neck snaps

Worn down to paper thin skin

And measly shrugs

Traded my glare for a complacent grin

Plastic tea cups for ceramic mugs

Stolen glances for a rehearsed laugh

Soft ice cream for thigh gaps

It seems easier now,

To starve than swallow.

My tongue is raw,

Jagged teeth dug into the muscle

Excuses never slip.

[tarantula-typo]

And I hear you say,

“only a fool gives it away”

[tarantula-typo]

almond rum,

stale air,

and a sunlight soaked loveseat

[tarantula-typo]

life is but a dream