feeling anxious at a social event. gonna pick at my cuticles. surely i will not rip off too much skin, thus causing me to awkwardly hold a blood-soaked tissue to my thumb for the remainder of the event. surely i have learned my lesson by now.
THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR
withyourfaceandthebeautifuleyesANDtheconvetsationwiththelittlewhiteliesANDthefadedpictureofabeautifulnightYOUcarriedmefromyourcarupthestairsANDibrokedowncryin'wassheworththismess?afterEVERYTHINGANDthatlittleblackdressafterEVERYTHINGimustconfessineedyou