by cemeterydoll
You make me sick. The memory of your eyes makes my stomach churn and me eyes burn. The heat in my face, my blood pumping through my veins. It. You make me sick. That stupid tilt of your lips you use as your smile. Oh how you got your way. The memory of myself around you makes me want to puke. It. You make me sick! Those damn piercings so black and mesmerizing. Wishing I never laid eyes on you. Intoxicating. It. You MAKE ME SICK. That hair you had on day’s you didn’t gunk it up. Freaking wishing the whole time I could feel it. SHAVE IT OFF! IT. YOU MAKE ME SICK! That ear piercings I remember. Rip them off with my teeth I wish. It. You make me sick. Oh that stupid body of yours. Shred deep with my nails and teeth. Cut into little pieces and feed them to the poor. It. YOU MAKE ME SICK! The sound of your voice make me want nails on a chalkboard. Slice your neck at mid-sentence.. Torture you till you gurgle to your forever sleep. YOU MAKE ME SICK.!
English (US)