Like and comment; what is your favorite memory?
Run from me.
i'm trying to escape the gaze of an ex... whom i may or may not still miss.
i'll write things that have meaning to me, not to you.
I Fell In Love With A Fuckboy
It isn't my poem**
Question of the day... We may be alive... but are we really living?
remembering the bad in hand with all that is good in her.
its a little long but stick with it... its a little insight into how lost i can get in my mind.
Bring me back
i just want to feel again.
Not my poem**
You punched a wall, and left
Submission, a sacrificing kind of love
Love reading stories? Unlock thousands more bysigning up!