black tights

I took these pictures in Maui two years ago. Two years ago. Time passes by so fast, sometimes I don't want to believe it.

I had a bad day today. I feel like all I ever do is complain, and I'm sorry. But imagine being in your room when the ceiling crashes, and it all happens so fast that all you can do is watch as everything around falls to ashes, and then maybe divide the drama by sixty. I went home after first period. I couldn't even stand to look anyone in the face. As soon as I got home I curled up under my covers and slept until one. I hate waking up more than I hate waiting to fall asleep. I am so, so tired, all the time now.

black tights   Today I cried
about my black tights
and the hole I ripped through them.
I know they're just clothes, but
all I could think about
were your fingers plucking them
against my skin,
and the way you'd pinch my
leg and tell me you liked
the way I looked in them.
I burnt myself with the end of
my lighter, just to prove that I
was braver than you,
and now I've got
the scars to prove it.


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