"you’re a tragedy, aren’t you? "
he asked
i write so I can breathe
we’re all just a bunch of addicts,
struggling with
our drug
of choice
words my vice as no one listens
snorting pretty little lines of
Snow White lies
my existence is a scandal
she wore a thousand faces
all to hide her own
so they may see me
buried by the main character
her beauty is her brain
