torn

there is a line trickling down the middle of me

paralyzed, he says

‘to look at love from every angle’ she said

break me off in bite size pieces and put me back together again, more whole. more complete. all me, but redesigned. sleeker and more aerodynamic.

i am a chocolatier. i am an artist. i am a writer. i am a woman. to write and to be written on.

Oh stop your crying, you could be happy
Go to heaven when you make me happy

Here comes a storm in the form of a girl
She’s the finest, sweetest thing in the world

~ Hole (Heaven Tonight)

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