this page is a little dated… maybe i’ll get to updating it soon!
how to be your own heartbreaker (2021)
this is not a story of growth.
this is a story of destruction.
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sometimes it’s two wrong people, but at the right time.
and we all know how that one ends.
something about two people that don’t understand each other
or never really find happiness.
miserable indeed.
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but other times, it’s the two right people at the wrong time.
life gets in the way. friends get in the way.
and sometimes, you get in the way.
you get in the fucking way.
did you hear me?
you are not the perfect person
that your experiences have told you that you are.
silly you. this is not a story of growth.
this is a story of immaturity.
of destruction.
of pain.
so much pain.
this is not a story of growth.
this is how to be your own heart breaker.
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why be miserable when you can just move on?
oh honey... if only it was that easy.the barbers cut (2021
i feel his breaths on my shoulder.
he’s calm, collected, and patient.
i tense up as the blade dances across my skin.
he’s forceful, but gentle at the same time.
i take a deep breath in and he cuts.
again, and again.
moving with intention, delicacy, and precision too.
i exhale and watch as he decides how much to cut.
he’s rational and knows just when to stop.
i wince as his hands wrap around my neck.
he knows one slip would risk it all.
he knows what he is doing.
he knows what he is doing.
he knows what he is doing.
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my phone vibrates and suddenly the world starts to spin.
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no longer do the hands around my neck belong to my barber.
they belong to you.
they belong to your words.
they belong to me.
they belong to my words.
i'm seated at the chair.
i wonder if we’re calm, collected, or patient.
i’m tense now and the blade rips into my skin.
forceful, and no longer gentle.
i flinch as he cuts.
again, and again.
moving with intention, delicacy, and precision too.
i breathe faster and faster as he digs deeper and deeper.
we’re not rational and don’t know when to stop.
we wince as our hands wrap around each other’s necks.
we’ve slipped and lost it all.
we’ve slipped and lost it all.
we’ve slipped and lost it all.
we’ve slipped and lost it all.Lover, there’s a package outside (2021)
I know you weren’t expecting me
but here I am anyways.
I’m a bit late.
I got oh so lost.
I’m a bit dinged up.
The trip here was a bit rough.
I’m a bit worn out.
I was delivered to the wrong address
a couple of times.
I’m a bit distraught.
It’s been a while
since I’ve been here.
I’m a bit broken.
It’s from before and I’m fine.
Something about superglue.
I know you weren’t expecting me.
But here I am anyways.
There’s a package outside for you
and it’s every bit of me.
