what the fuck man
jan 22 2025
you reached in and tore out raw nerves
so matter-of-factly, without a second thought.
❝could you at least ask first!?❞
burns bitterly on my tongue,
but isn’t my presence here an invitation in itself?
defanged, biting back venom,
the acid flows straight to my heart.
best to cut it out entirely, then.