Author: Amanda Vi

– and what if i said it’s pure innocence getting drunk as kids your buzz felt similar   not pure ignorance just dumb negligence not looking both ways i’ll fall in your smoke trail

should be plotting story lines and times instead i’m sitting here thinking about how fucking good you’d look in a grey hoodie and jean jacket share my canadian ways and our cool demeanours – cool until it’s too late, you’re frozen in time here with me (you’re the only one who i didn’t need to […]

  they love me because I check in i ask how it’s going – i ask how it’s been   (most haven’t felt genuine concern in a while)    now i’m thinking… how much apathy do I have in me put out selflessly until they finally leave   (oh the tragedy)    ———   consideration […]

  i write more than i  think and give myself less credit than i deserve i am to please – like my mother & her mother too   the last thing i said to my grandma was see you   soon  

    could be us if you didn’t hate me !!!!     i think my body looks sort of fucked up     you started to change me     then left me with everything dug up       

  if i can’t have you then no one ever truly will     i’m like a siren   leading them in with my loud hypnotizing bell   but once they’re close for too long is too much   too much   “you’re too much”     but you’ll always hear the echo of my charms bellow and i’m not sorry […]

  everything i do and breathe is in haste     in another universe i receive the love i give     you remind me how love is so close to hate      

  and i said                                  ”you’ve got my walls down again” and you said “i never did”  i beg to differ i shake my head   something we will never agree on                   […]

    and no baby, you win   because i have to go to bed sober and you get to drink our pain away

  the water is the only one who holds me as i desire i want to be consumed i want to drown