smokerings

if you dont stop beating yourself down for once, maybe things would be a little easier. nevine and ali act so juvenille sometimes. its so easy to get angry. walking back and forth was strangely calming. watching blood spurt out of her hand was not. it wasn't even funny. she was tired, the kind of tired you are when you're turned away again and again, always talked to, never listened to and you figure that if they don't care, neither should you. its hot, and you can't go through the day without breaking into a sweat. you can't hold someone in contempt for having a watermelon bed and matching curtains? watch me. everyone wants to leave this house. that door has seen more people escape than enter, and that's not illogical. nevine and ali are people. so am i. and i'm the one who will break the cycle, hoo-ra. and up she goes. will you marry me?