I used to think that you could measure a person’s… by how many and how much people loved them. I don’t know when
Lately, I’ve started to realize that even my blood runs.
I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me
When I look toward the future, honestly, I see hardships and pain and uncertainty.
I find it funny that even though I’ve never slept next to you, I still feel the empty spaces where you’re supposed to fit.
I need someone to sneak up behind me, grab me by the hand, and pull me along beside them.
Tonight, I feel as if there is an ocean right beneath my skin. Ebbing, flowing,
I am lost and confused I wonder what will become of me I hear laughter I see smiles I want to know how to be happy lik…
I look at you, and I see you. I see your skin and it sends shivers
I often find what is said to be di… rather interesting, and what is said to be interesting rather disturbing.
These scars won’t come off no matt… Unlike dirt or mud, that simply disappear with a bit o… this filth that covers my skin is… A kind that is not so easily remov…
It would be my honor, to kiss those lips of yours though they’ve left many bruises. To hold those hands of yours,
I stayed in bed until 1:30 pm toda… because when my blanket is wrapped around me, it’s easier to pretend that you are, too.
For me, love has always been a heavy, and an urgent thing. It’s always hit me fast and hard,
I wonder what would happen if we just let go. If we let this love
