abbey behan

this one’s an ache


room, none of them new 


GREIVING STONES FOR A SPECIFIC TYPE OF DEATH


half life


am i playing the rings?


i made a promise to not go back there, so i’ll live here forever


pushing down
now



i got so scared of my teeth
i hid them for years
and i forgot i could bite



it follows me like a sick dog


i’m sorry that im still alive with you
here with you
i’ll apologize forever



your bedroom will miss you






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