I.I.W.I.I

from iPhone notes; January 2017. 

 

it's been one and a half birth control packs since you left with the imprint of my foot between that spot in your back where youd ask me to scratch and I know I said I would stop talking about you, slapped elastic to my wrist, but fuck it cause maybe I haven't scabbed over yet, and I like how cold it gets when I start to coagulate but that's never really been my temperature and I guess there's just nothing more to say to say to this but fuck you