Stay High

I curl my hair and I love my burns. I put on my bloody lipstick and head out the door to forget about you. I'm ready for the day to end. These people just know the taste of my tongue, not the taste of my past. Opening up to people is useless after you left, they'll leave too. I'll be their one night stand just to numb the pain you left.

I like my enablers.

I'll inhale all the poison from their lungs and breathe it out into my reflection. She was a sweet girl.

So sweet.


This was inspired by a song. It's called Habits.