Friday, May 20, 2011

I cut my lip

I'm sorry that I cried in front of you. I didn't mean to put you in that position. it's just sometimes difficult to regulate my vulnerability.

I can feel all my wisdom teeth coming in. They're puncturing the exterior without a single care.


There
         is
            a
               HOLE
                
                               in
                                  my
                                       tongue.
I wish you were here to hold my hand.  

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