Pretty Boys Are Poisonous: Poems

by Megan Fox

and when he walks away with your soul in his mouth you will pray for death but instead you will live forever as the monster he turned you into

but i didn’t understand yet why you always tasted like ashes

• you’d be so much more handsome if you’d get an exorcism

i will always be in love with the man that you’ll never become

• but maybe if we use a black light we could still find all the stains you left on me

Holy shit