The Devil's Own B***h Writing

Each time I get my hopes up, You find a way to dash them. Do you take pleasure In seeing me cry? Do you take pride In seeing me die? Every tim..

As kids we’re taught That you can’t always Get what you want. But that doesn’t mean That you shouldn’t work hard To achie..

A love that was never meant to be

Do you hear the silence, Broken by happy laughter? Do you hear the stillness, Shattered by joyous songs? Do you hear the calm, Disturbed by the s..

“Hey,” the text message read. “How are you?” I replied. Text messaging was our main form of conversation out of the offic..

"Until the day I die..."

For my EX-uncle who wrote me off because he says I'm "weird" and that there's something 'not right" with me...

I miss you already...

I don't want to be my friend anymore.

I want to be wherever you are, Samantha.

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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