FUCK YOU. I HOPE YOU SEE THIS. I HOPE YOU FUCKING SEE THIS. BLEED, BITCH.
THAT’S JUST CHEAP CRIMSON WATERCOLOR. I NEVER PAINTED THIS WITH MY BLOOD. YOU’RE NOT WORTH A SINGLE DROP OF ME.
I CURSE YOU, YOU FUCKED-UP PHANTOM.
I WILL DRIVE A PHALLIC DAGGER THROUGH YOUR CHEST.
I PROMISE.
Flying with the weight of these featherless wings makes me weak.
These narrow wrists beg to kiss the blade, but my fingers have long been weary to suffice your phantom nourishment.
The bones of your back dance sweetly to the rhythm of my dagger.
How I wish I could paint you under this fractured sky tonight, buy my paintbrush disobeys the countours of your vulva, neglecting the sweetness of paint, faking own will, breaking my will… my will.
I evade this embrace, this embrace that rapes me.
This embrace.
This embrace.
This irony.
This solitary tango.
This "Me and you".
You’re brown, a
credible, stable color that’s reminiscent of fine wood, rich leather,
and wistful 
melancholy. Most likely, you’re a logical, practical person
ruled more by your head than your heart. With your inquisitive mind and
insatiable curiosity, you’re probably a great problem solver.
And you always gather all of the facts before coming to a timely,
informed decision. Easily intrigued, you’re constantly finding new ways
to challenge your mind, whether it’s by reading the newspaper, playing
a trivia game, or composing a piece of music. Brown is an impartial,
neutral color, which means you tend to see the difference between fact
and opinion easily and are open to many points of view. Trustworthy and
steady, you really are a brown at heart.
– and it’s my fave color too. Hahah. Woo. Brown rocks.
