my best friend is a whore

1
when i was little, i was convinced that i could fly. i would climb out of the small upstairs bathroom window onto the roof.

to this day i do not know what stopped me from jumping.

2
i am afraid that i will not be able to keep anyone else warm on cold winter nights. this is mainly because i cannot even keep myself warm on cold winter nights.

3
i had to take the doors off of my closet permanently. i never realised that my monsters are all in my head. this is a silent plea for something tangible.

4
i cut and starve myself because i know that i cannot possibly get any emptier than i already am. so i humour myself to death.