That itchy trigger finger

Have you ever wanted to destroy something good just because you didn’t know how it would end, and the certainty of an uneasy finale in the present time felt somehow more secure than a potentially horrendous explosion in the future?


Push that self-destruct button one last time, girls

one time for the road

you know you don’t deserve this happiness –

bad girls never do.

Go on.

Push it.

Rest your fingertip in the concave red plastic

circle the edges like you’re gently wiping lipstick from your mouth

a preemptive removal of the evidence of your crimes



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