I stop myself from smiling at what I assume I must have been going to do, kissing her forehead, "My parents would have all my belongings then, right? Everything that I had on me when it happened?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
“Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.
I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.” — Richard Siken