We stuck together because we thought we could ----
but really why were so fucking naive?
After a while, we sort of became one entity
one body
this theory of mine just doesn't apply to you
but to everyone one before and after you
my world doesn't revolve around you -------
and so every time it feels like i ripped out
my left arm and leg
and it's continually gushing with blood
and with -----
so each time, it feels like you die a little bit
but then the bleeding stops right?
even though you think it won't ever stop
it does
because really, how much blood could one possibly have?