What You Stole From Me
I remember our skin pressed together hot at seventeen. I remember long nights in your basement room. Lazy days in my bed behind a locked door. I remember the sun bringing your freckles out to play and toasting my skin to your favorite shade of me. I remember your fingers creeping inside of me playful on train rides to the city. Your mouth sleepy on my own and your arms pulling me into the cradle of dreams. And I remember waking from the dream in a desperate fever. Dead phone lines. Unanswered letters. Lonely sheets. And bruised love thrown to its knees. The floor its only brace. The snow drifting in as summer disappeared.
You Deserve This
I am shameless, I got this idea from a Dr Pepper can.
But if you think about it, you deserve this.
You deserve the shit you've been through and the shit you're going through and the shit you will go through.
You deserve all of it.
Afterall, the universe is based on cause and effect; gravity caused the big bang and its effect was millions of galaxies containing trillions of stars containing billions of trillions of planets and other celestial bodies.
You crashed your car therefore your insurance rate increased.
You keep eating bad food therefore you got fat.
You picked on the weird white kid at school whos always seemed sketchy but just wanted to eat their lunch in fucking peace therefore you got shot. (ahhhhhhhhhh.... insensitive)
You dated the cheater, got cheated on.
"But Adult! I didn't know he was gonna cheat!"
J, you were too quick to give up your heart to a fuckboy and think its not your fault? You could've asked his friends or yours or just waited a while longer and your heart would've been fine.
"We were married for 15 years but hes cheating now, how is it my fault then huh?"
Easy question, either you weren't fucking him right and/or you weren't able to keep the relationship exciting for him.
"Of course, men blaming women for shit they didn't even do!"
No, its his fault too dont get me wrong, cheatings bad but when it comes to multiple people its everyone's fault.
Black kid reaches in his pocket while getting questioned by police knowing full well about the constant racial tensions in the U.S and he gets shot by the cop. (By the way, dont reach into your fucking pocket when being questioned by police unless you tell them beforehand, easy way to die.)
You deserve this, I deserve this, we all made choices to get here and we'll make choices in the future. So decide what you think deserve and make the right choices to get it, it wont be easy, its not supposed to. Live your life like we're all tiny and don't mean shit in the universe (because we dont). Forget about Heaven, forget about Hell, sing your favorite song and take your favorite drug, live your life how you want.
Get over it.
~Adult
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