Feels like my memories are all argumentsin favor of my lonelinessone says "remember that timeyou and that one her spent hours laughing.the night winde..
One of those dayswhen you know the daywon't stoponce its time to end.WHen yo come to see that relationships are like hills you climb only to get over...
I want to tear open my chestto see if there really is a heartor its just some robotfeeding me the most illogical adviceit can concoct.I'm dull, a bit ..
Everythingeverything goes away.it all goes to s**t.whether it withersor leaves suddenlyit alwaysgoes.I say it not to be ambiguous or vague,but because..
A pessimist most consistently finds the goodin retrospectA pessimist scours through ex-lovers in search of abetter pathMy back has been turned to form..
another swelled chest,with bone marrow pressed againstskinand footprints on flat concrete pillowsand tin houses that don't warmand buckets of waste be..