I hate crying.
Every tear feels like a waste of water.
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The Things I Never Said Out Loud
PoetryThe thoughts and words that no one besides myself have heard or said. I started this book at 19, a couple months after I went through the worst breakup of my life. I continues to write it during what had been the worst and best summer of my life, su...
Water Waster
I hate crying.
Every tear feels like a waste of water.
