vagina dentata

the reason i hold on is because i need this hole gone

little horn

something i can never have

don't run from me, i won't bother counting one, two, three

i almost loved you

i am the very disease you pretend to be

the lily of death

i never wanted you to spoil

i hear the horrid voices of someone else’s angels

the raped and abused

(J)ust an(O)ther p(E)rson

i'm not of this world, your not in this heart, that isn't in me

hey, cruel world

my boyfriend with large nipples

the red queen (eat me, drink me)

the one with bullet holes for eyes

don't worry we'll blur it out, and no one ever will know

i'm not supposed to be here

you are me, i am you

there isn't a key you can use on her

untitled

once i trust

pistol whipped

you will be the death of me

the gardner

i want to leave this place

with teeth

hole is where the heart is

abortion in my eye