A few years ago I met the most incredible woman, I've never forgotten her or what we lived together

I'm going through a very hard time in my life, writing my feelings down is the only thing keeping me from going crazy

A poem made in my rooftop, enjoying the 6pm cold breeze and this beautiful purple and orange sunset.

Sunday mornings. Anonymous calls.

After six years, I still break. There's always a new way

Sometimes I feel like I seek my own destruction

Sad 3:00am thoughts