Flower-Sis

i. popping pills one by one in different colors sizes numbness. (they say it takes more anesthesia in surgery for red heads than blondes and i believe it, because it used to take so fucking much to numb the pain.) cracking, flipping what the hell happened here- to me, to you, the needing. [i was 2 bottles deep when i decided there was no turning back.] ii. i heard the words you slipped about yourself in a hateful tongue and it just tore me apart. because i do not understand how you [don't] see. every little detail every minuscule glorious bit is picked at by your self conscious being. your tall stance shrinks in as your shoulders fall int