"how can i tell you i gut people for a living.
that everything you say is likely to end up as evidence when i rewrite history.
over and over again."



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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 23
Sign: Leo
Country: United States

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10/23/2018 11:19 PM 

I'd Trade All My Tomorrows for Just One Yesterday

when the rope reaches its end and caresses the curve of your neck

sometimes the only way to pass the time is by giving god ultimatums
"either make this life better or let me suffer the death I deserve"
but he laughs and turns the top of life once more, never letting it waver or falter in cruel vitality 
if you brought me into this world, can't you take me out of it too?
but the toy spins and spins ad nauseam 
so the chafing twine strokes soft skin and hugs your windpipe shut
awaiting god's swift kick to the chair below the soles of your feet
and this how you spend every day

love, abby

10/13/2018 03:12 PM 

this is what people do, don't they? leave a note.

Every failure makes us weaker and we wonder if it'd be easier if we didn't fail anymore.

We sit back and brandish the gun but we never stop to think why we bother if we're the only one. 
It's not fair, but neither is life, so we give up our hearts and polish the knife.
Mothers will cry and blame themselves and our friends will point fingers at mirrors. 
But the only fault is ours, the pressure suffocating our chests, and the weight of the world resting on our shoulders.
We write our letters in class because we can't imagine our future.
The only thing on our minds becomes pill bottles and silver bullets.
Hang the wreath on my door and make sure to tell mom that I love her all the same.
Don't print my name or tell my story.
I don't want the fame.
Erase who I was, who I am, and who I could have been. 
Just make me a number amongst numbers, indeterminable from one another. 
 
lovelovelovelovelove
abby

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10/07/2018 03:56 AM 

The Man Who Had Everything and the Girl Who Had Nothing

After all this time you still make my heart beat erratically. 


And I still can't believe the softness in my eyes when I look at you.

I don't know how, but you melt all of my insides away.

I wish I could keep you inside my heart and save you for a rainy day.


loveloveloveabby

10/04/2018 09:30 AM 

I'm at the Start of a Pretty Big Downer

what are the three most terrifying words you can think of?
a lot of people would say something along the lines of "you have cancer,"
some people would say "we should talk,"
others would say "I love you."
but me?
mine are
"Are you happy?"
because
"I don't know."
 
loveabby

09/17/2018 02:01 PM 

Bless Me Father for I Have Sinned

i'm drowning in a river of you

i was meant to be baptised but i think i'm being martyred
so make me the poster boy for your scene but you're not getting saints you're getting sinners
yeah i think you're worth the brazen bull
it's the least i can do for my golden calf
sorry, you make idolatry look so good

lovelovelove
abby

09/17/2018 12:54 AM 

It Was Always You

i could kid myself in thinking that i'm fine
this isn't about words
this is about feelings
it's not for painting pictures
it's for plugging in my thoughts to the amplifier and praying the eyes aren't too harsh.
point at the girl with the hole in her heart and the empty space in her hands.
hands.
i wonder what yours hold now.
books... lots of books.
maybe another hand.
"wellwhydoyoucareanyway"
the north wind carries your silent protests from pennsylvania to new york
icanhearyou
because you sweat sugar rather than salt and you don't even know it
i wish i wish i wish with all my wishful heart that i wasn't wishing for a wish one hundred miles apart

09/13/2018 11:50 AM 

I Don't Think Anymore I Just Feel

tonight is about pretending that they're someone else
maybe they have the same eyes but a closer look will tell you that they don't hold the same mirth
please melt away my love and affections because even the summer heat couldn't dispose of what was left
(whichwaseverythingtherewasbefore)
i'm your favourite haunt and you don't even know it
i wish you did so you could send your ghost away
postcards from new york
i hope you send me letters sealed with a kiss
but i know you won't write let alone spare me what i've wanted for so long
this is for you and him because i can't make up my mind
you have the same blood anyway
 
loveabby

09/05/2018 11:53 PM 

The Sky Seems Lonely Tonight. I Know I Sure Am.

when will god close his eyes, turn his head, and pull the trigger?

sometimes even bright minds with dull eyes need to be put out of their misery.
if this world wasn't meant for me, i wish that i could be meant for it.
i wish for a lot of things, but the shooting stars don't seem to agree.
i wonder what i could do to get on their good side.
maybe i could start by not hoping for good fortune as they incinerate and disperse into debris.
imagine if you saw a man jump from a seven-storey building and thought, "I wish to find true love."
seems silly, doesn't it?
even cruel, perhaps.
but i wish i could be like a shooting star.
so when i fall, at least i could make some wishes come true.
and i think that's the noblest pursuit of all.

loveabby

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