Selfish relationships breed emotional masochism don't look me in the eye don't humor or hold me don't try to protect me grace is the new scorn coals on my head please cross me deny me mock me neglect me make me feel better about the way I feel when I don't get my way I hold the umbrella of my heart inverted come fill it! it's ballast you see? it's heavy it hurts but shovel that mud I'll offload it later when the time is right but relish it now while it makes me feel better than you.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
The New Scorn
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