roxanne
I am a human explosion of fear and failure and thoughts that wont stop running in my head.
it makes me dizzy how fast my brain is going right now
and it’s buzzing and buzzing in circles around you because you can’t make up your fucking mind
and I’ve run out of people to talk to
and I’m afraid to ask for what I want
because I don’t want you to leave me.
because you don’t want this anymore and you’re too proud to admit it
I’m supposed to be writing a speech about the great pacific garbage patch but I’ve written 2 words so far
because you texted me about how we should stop fucking
you text me this at least once a week
but always you have a different reason
this makes me think you’re scared
I get it, herpes is scary for me too
probably scarier
but this fear
it isn’t good
because you can’t trust me and I can’t trust you
fear is the wall between us, among other things
we just fuck
no emotions anymore
just sighs and pleasure
what the fuck are we doing?
no seriously though, what the fuck are YOU doing?