There seemed to be three choices: to give up trying to love anyone, to stop being selfish, or to learn how to love a person while continuing to be selfish. I did not think I could manage the first two, but I thought I could learn how to be just unselfish enough to love someone at least part of the time.
After you left me
I had a bloodhound sniff at
my chest and my belly. Let it fill its nostrils
and set out to find you.
I hope it will find you and rip
your lover’s balls to shreds and bite off his cock –
or at least
bring me one of your stockings between its teeth.
how to kiss
- put your mouth on their mouth
- start screaming into their mouth until you pass out
You don’t get to yell at me for being dead, if you’re the one that killed me.
when I think about what a hot mess I was throughout college, I want to die of shame
The Future, Miranda July
who did this remind me of?