I am orphan

I am 4 AM John Lee Hooker

I am 45 minute shower

I am 8 different insomnia pills

I am difficult to look at sometimes

I am orphan

I am collage of tragedy

I am fist in mouth

I am dark like pitch

I am dark like blind

I am ghost of myself

I am orphan

I am weary

I am metal fatigue in hurricane

I am avert your eyes

I am go home and kiss your mother

I am golden retriever after Rotweiler dog fight

I am orphan

I am cautionary tale

I am tight rope trauma

I am leper on the subway

I am held together with scotch tape and spit

I am too young for this erosion

I am orphan

I am hemorrhage

I am eight day bruise

I am compound fracture

I am spinge tingle, stomach clench

I am blind punch

I am broken knuckles

I am scar tissue

I am sorry, God, I am tired

I am orphan

I am grit under nail

I am grit your teeth

I am colander heart

I am soliloquy in the dark

I am shell-less turtle in Chinatown tank

I am chili powder in paper cut

I am tooth break from grind

I am orphan

I am orphan Annie on crack

I am angry

I am Molotov subtle

I am mountain from molehill

I am fucking Krakatoa

I am Clonopin cocktail

I am 45 minute couch junkie

I am acronym pathology

I am survivor’s guilt

I am miserable excuse for process

I am not mean, yet I am not sure I can stay this way

I am vocal chord rehab

I am still fucking here

I am orphan

I am pity in your face

I am why aren’t you over this

I am milk it for what it’s worth

I am Terminal C baggage claim

I am don’t tell her till she loves you

I am trying not to scare you away

I am failing

I am self-pity

I am gut-wrench diarrhea

I am 40 pounds lost to sorrow

I am orphan

I am tired

I am bad loser, worse mourner

I am snot river choke

I am dehydrated

I am sorry

I am sorry for myself

I am stained glass resilient

I am poor kid called to principal’s office

I am hushed whisper in pity fest

I am brittle bone

I am orphan

I am sour like curdled breast milk

I am itch on amputee

I am bitter air of unwanted estate

I am nine years old for the rest of my life

I am Thanksgiving at the movies

I am Christmas Eve drunk

I am Mother’s Day, don’t fucking talk to me

I am orphan

I am orphan

I am never going to be loved like that again

— Catalina Ferro, Orphan  (via formaggiophilia)

(Source: radostful, via fypoetry)


He was a skater catShe said see you later cat


Self harm to the sound of “make everyone happy/mechanical birds” in an actual mm shirt. Can you say pathetic?


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Miley: “Dad I have something for Tanners bug collection”

my uncle: “that’s great”

Miley: “it’s a bird”

my uncle: “no its not”

-chirping noise-


They let it go and it flew away just fine, so we’re wondering how she caught it.


she caught another bird.


update: she caught a squirrel today


She is gonna rule the world one day with this power

damn I gotta catch up

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