you never plan to live your life broken and torn, it just happens, nothing changes except everything. and, people are telling you're not what they expected when they see you after ten years. you wonder if you should take that offensively, but you just smile and brush it off. the house you live in has new creaks in… Continue reading nothing changes, except everything…
someone give me life, because lately I'm having a hard time staying awake I laid in my bed--mid day-- and stared at my ceiling in silence my sweatshirt doesn't keep me warm anymore I'm chilled to my core there is a lump in my throat, I tried to wash it away but it's latched on… Continue reading resuscitate.
i told people. i told a lot of people. and, they told me that this would pass. that i was complaining. so, i shut up. i hid it in journals. i became reclusive. you never say anything anymore. tell me what's going on... no. because, all i got was, dramatic. you're just trying to weird.… Continue reading no one cared then, & everyone cares now.
Dear Someone, no one will be you again after you die no one has your life and can see with your perspective no one will be a better fit for your soul mate, they'll wonder where you are... no one will have your kids, they won't have your creativity and bright… Continue reading Dear Someone XXXI
boy, we're a mangled mess we couldn't love right even if we tried you look worried for me but I'm worried about you too the silence is killing me you said let's talk soon about what? our feelings? when? when we're dead? we'll dance in the fire, won't we? my heart is burning with… Continue reading boy.
Dear Someone--no wait--Dear Boy, We bonded on the music. I showed you the Neighbourhood, Halsey, and The 1975 (you still listen to them on repeat, I know it...). Then the girls and guys who had dumped us. Then the want to flee our problems. Then...then...then...I was in love. You said you needed me to stay… Continue reading Dear Boy.
Dear Someone, I sat in the empty truck-bed looking at the sky. Mid-air and the breeze makes my tears feel frigid on my cheeks. You are too young. I tell myself. 16. You're a cynic who thinks the world is terrible place and cried for too many people. You are too young to know about… Continue reading Dear Someone XIV