My boy, a vulnerability was bittersweet.
This generalisation wasn't what you want, what you wanted was a couple of friends.
Some nights when there aren't things to do, you dig your teeth into your gum and your bruxism turned intense.
"No way." you cried.
"No way these teeth be pulled by pliers."
I think you should change. You are becoming mean with your teeth and you're making watermelon juice wrong.
To your doubts,
I think you're enough. You should think that way towards yourself as well.
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Sanity For Two
Poetry"I remember why it's important for me to continue living." A collection of poems and a few short stories mainly about mental illness, suicide, death, abuse, love and friendship. ((SOME TOPICS IN THIS WRITING MIGHT BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS, SO...
