Nitroqlycerin

    It begins with a wish and ends with a sigh. I am in love with boys who don't exist and girls who I sometimes pretend are myself. Spineless, spiteful, and one hundred percent sporadic,    I'm becoming undone. When I was younger I thought it was a sin if your parents didn't love each other. Now I know that it's just the way this world works.     And hell, I need you right now;     to tell me that     gaining four pounds in     three days is typical     to tell me that     living in a dream every     second is perfectly okay     to tell me that     I'm normal, that I'm     still sane, that I'm not     going to close