“These days, I’m as filthy as a sweaty fist. You can often find me pulling my eyelashes for extra wishes, and I am always chewing on something, maybe it’s your blood.”Tagged: Poetry, Anger, Wild Child, Desperate
“To me, you are the sun and I’m hanging my thoughts on a clothesline for you.”Tagged: you are the sun, Relationships, warm love, Emotional Labor, you can't fix someone