by Maddy Van Buren
I’m not a girl anymore
I’m a woman
and as a woman, I need access to
the nuclear codes
As a woman I need access to
an unregistered firearm
the foot of your bed
Let me curl up on it
Wag my tail all in it
Like the dog I am
The dog you want me to be
Not like what Drake talks about
Good puppy
Good suffering
How’s that gonna work?
Not in my favor, but
I’ll drag my nails down my stomach,
Until I make sense
– – –
He is working in Penis Relations
She is working at the Dick Sucking Factory
They are both complex individuals,
with rich inner worlds
– – –
When people talk,
I am just waiting for them to be done
I ask if you are, too
But you say no, you are not
The most narcissistic person I have ever met,
And you’re saying no
– – –
I don’t speak to my therapist,
but if I did, she would say:
You have to do some positive self talk now
I fucking love seeing flash photography of The Dare in a New York City bar
I fucking love seeing an underage girl you’ve been sexting sell lewds
I fucking love seeing Substacks written by ChatGPT get tons of likes
I fucking love seeing my Instragram mutual at a party where we don’t speak
I fucking love seeing Chrisean Rock abuse the Blueface baby on stream
I fucking love seeing your opinion on tragedy through the dance trend app
I fucking love seeing coworkers view my Instagram story where I post like shit
I fucking love seeing the world pass me by through a cracked, ugly screen
I love my eyes
I love my big blue eyes
I fucking love them so much that I will subject them to all this
– – –
The girl who is in love with you will always sit
Somewhere deep inside my heart
She is the fat version, though
Weighing me down
A bit too much today
– – –
Fuck you I’m leaving
Fuck you I’m seething
Fuck you I’m creeping
Fuck you I’m wheezing
Fuck you I’m needing
Fuck you I’m nothing
Fuck you I’m pieces
Maddy Van Buren has killed once and will kill again. Find more of her writing on Substack: https://open.substack.com/pub/madisonvanburen