This Sandwich Has No Mayonnaise

Maybe my life's really been fixed up now. Maybe I'm getting pure and innocent and immaculated again. Maybe I'm getting cleaner every single day. Maybe I'm getting healed now. But I just can't help but missing the days I could rip myself apart and swallow shit that would take me away to some other place far from my own lies. I just can't help but missing those days I could cut myself 'till I bled dry. I just can't help but to miss those days I could rape myself like you once did.

I will never regret them.