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153 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 2, 2013
"Untitled Poem for the Love of my Fucking Life
by Tyson Monroe McCabe
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you."






“I laugh and try to wipe my arm across my face, but he pushes it down and kisses me again, tasting, finding, keeping me.”
“I have Ty's ring on my finger, his baby in my belly, and most importantly, his heart in my chest.”
“So Never and I have a kid named after her ex. It's kind of fucked, but hey, so are we. We've come a long way, true, but we've got a long way to go which is good because if there was nowhere else to go, life would get pretty boring pretty quick.”
"Untitled Poem for the Love of my Fucking Life
by Tyson Monroe McCabe
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you."

"You want to know what happened to me, but I'm afraid you can't handle the gory details and the hands and mouths and cunts and cocks that made up my life and burned me up from within, used me up, and left me a broken shell of hurt and pain and shame."
"I have Ty's ring on my finger, his baby in my belly, and most importantly his heart in my chest."
"You want me to give you a happy ever after or some shit? Am I right? Well, I can't do that. I can give you a happy for now because that's all there really is to life."











"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you."

"He's going to become a therapist for troubled teens and me, I'm going to do something reckless and artistic, something that makes no money, but it won't matter because i'll have my tortured boy and a baby and a dog."