lux aeterna

[image: sara lando]

even now,
i'm picking at my skin.
never clean enough, never white enough
to be listened to.
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I threw up on the side of the road on my way to school this morning in the pouring rain. A pathetic crying ball. a cacophonic dissonance of broken chords. broken broken bro ken. I think too much. or not enough. i felt too weak to break glass, burn the car. For survival.