I think im in love with you.

My insides are crawling out of my mouth! My fingers are turning in to branchs! My feet! Oh fuck my feet! Sinking in to this city! I forgive all your wrongs like i ignore all my flaws, and now i gotta pay the price. All these pretty little things you have in your back pocket, Your favorite collection like forigen money and seashells. Alll these pretty little girls with hearts with your name on them. Well i met men like you before, and it got me nothing but trouble and a lump in my throat. They love the things you do, cause he's funny and charmingly handsome and tells you your the only one he sees. Cause he said it to me too. Well it's fun not being sad, and it's fun having dreams. I like this boy who drives really fast and kisses my mouth even after i smoke. But i aint no matryoshka doll and i aint no babygirl. All these beautiful girls in your bed, One for every night. Lucky you! I use to be strong. I use to be your sunday and wednesday. Boys will be boys. Buuuut i don't got the time. Dead to me, not like me. In order to mantain steady breathing/heart rate i don't think about it. Memories. Artic winds. Dark roast. Good people. Punch me in the mouth.