i can ride my bike with no handlebars

When I start thinking about you I throw my phone across the room as hard as I can.

Somehow I always stop myself from burning everything that reminds me of you.

I told my best friend I wanted to fight with him, but I didn't tell him it was because I wanted to taste what rape feels like.

I wish I liked more of my friends or had better ones, so I could have someone to text whenever I start to hate myself.

I like postsecrets.com because I helps me focus on other people rather than myself.

I eat frosting out of the tin because I hate ice cream and myself, but when I opened the tin you gave me for my birthday, I cried. I should have saved it for the day you'll be leaving.

I'm seeing a therapist next tuesday. I'm afraid that I might not like her, or she might talk to me and make me want to kill myself. I'm afraid that I'll start crying or she'll tell me things I don't want to hear. I'm afraid that this therapist will hate me and tell me to shut up.

I'm afraid of meeting new people when that's all I really want.

That is all.

Title- Handlebars by the Flobots