my body was my own creation until you came along and tore down the curtain to show me the piece of trash I truly resemble

I always thought I was one in a million compared to those girls on the streets but I see through your eyes now and I really am just as easy

I’ll never know how you managed to see the real me but I’ll thank you because now I have no doubt I’ll burn in hell where I belong

—  forever in your debt (m.t.h.)
Loss of Innocence

My white dress slowly faded to black
And my little cherry chapstick turned dark red
My hair grew shorter to show off my breasts
And my nights become longer for the rest was unsaid

The world has lost it’s wonder but I’ve never felt more dazed
Where did the little white dress go?
Why did my innocence fail to stay?