Stomach trouble

[...]
You know, I wanna throw up all over you. 
You know you've ruined my stomach forever, you know I wanna barf oceans all over song intros and fingers that fit, all over your cat scratches and wristband, your rosy little grins and mixtape repetitions, telling people you're glad they're in your life before you get drunk and paint your face into a skull and whisper in their ears "I don't care". [...]


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from Constellations with Batteries and Sellotape
Sam Astrophel, 2018.

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