To The One Who Loves Him Next
Kiss him for me, won't you?
"When did you know you were in love with me?"
Do you really want to know?
Date An Anxious Girl.
Reasons why you should.
wow um this poem is a bit too short, really choppy and doesn't really flow quite well, plus I wrote it when I was half asleep. Yeah, I'm not proud of this poem...
An (old) poem I wrote for my mother, from when love was not enough.
Depression is like lavender.
you broke my skin. broke my walls, collided with my soul. you exposed me.
she burns brilliantly through thin sheets of white, eyes illuminated in the morning shine.
Christmas Makes Me Sad
"Next year, all our troubles will be miles away."
late night thoughts
what if our heads were our arms and our arm was our head and all of our beauty standards were based around that?? like if you have a larger elbow you’ll be more seductive,
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