i want a big giant ethel cain poster on my bedroom wall
wanting to die, i bent over to God as the burning water flushes through my eyes.
i would spend my entire life loving and having fun if it wasn't for the Issues and the Condition
i love rhem somuch
if you cant tell darling, ive been enveloped by the hum of the lines.
they speak in your voice, and call my name in desperate pleas over and over again.
dont spite me when my limp body falls from them, i was only trying to get a taste of what i had not.
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Father, the angels are crying! They are starving for your affection