"they'll sweetly drown you if you get too close"
Let’s play a game called “I’m totally joking, but would do that in a heartbeat if you were into it”
Obviously I’m extremely needy and demanding and sometimes I get sad but I think that if I was someone’s only choice then I’d mess it up so badly. No one deserves to deal with all of my issues on their own.
My dynamic with my owners and others works well because there’s literally no way that I can fail. Not much is expected of me so I can’t really go wrong.
This is so sad.
There could be someone who would becable to not only deal with but embrace your issues. But you’re not even giving them a chance to show you.
Your soul is like a never ending December but I’ve grown to love the cold.
Other girls wouldn’t risk getting sick for you but I’ve been sick for you, even when I’m sick of you..
It’s not healthy.
(The theraflu is in the kitchen,
In the cabinet but do you want Jamal to get it?
Brandon? James or maybe the cashier you eye-fucked at BiggieMart?)
You love to bring my demons out to play but yours aren’t as friendly; they linger in our sheets, telling ghost stories of how they almost made you stay.
Sometimes I wonder if you only come home because you know the door’s unlocked.
(Even if it’s locked
I still have the key to your heart,
The skeleton clutching my chest
To remind me where you belong,
I can’t excuse my demons
So just dance with them.)