“Pushed against the window pane,
the nail goes right through me.
do it again, make sure that I’m bleeding.
I know that I’m bleeding, God knows i am bleeding.
pull me down the street then, by the neck.
must i die before you break me?
I believed he was right, I believed breathing was a right,
I must earn the patience, courtship, [...]
October 16th, 2008