he woke up to the sight of a beam of light outside
hate will bring you down or bring you up if you move slowly
ain't nobody better than us
he did a lot of really nice generous things
he didn't care about cars, money, stuff like that
playin hide and seek in the cross-space
it's funny how they think that they can't leave
like they're forced to stay
killin my vibes
killin my friends
im obsessed with you in a way i cant believe
when you plot
do you plot just for me?
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
