"love grows in me like a tumor,
parasites bent on devouring its host.
i'm developing my sense of humor,
till i can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
till i can laugh at my face beneath your feet."
fuck it, i'm tired of this black and bleak mood i've been in. i need to reunite with my sense of humor. i need to remember all the things that i love, and how they all remind me why i need to carry on.