the second step was a tad bit harder
and you know
im probably getting this alll out of order
but screw actually like time
we dont like it here
MOVING ON
so i was in art and a competition was a thing
i was in this somehow
and so was Anthony
i was like
AHAHAHA OPPORTUNITIES
but then i just sat mostly by myself
like an antisocial freak
maybe until shit got real
and i actually got his number
i dont even remember why he wanted my number
but knowing me i was probably like
GIVE IT TO ME BITCH
he commissioned me for something
all i remember was that
it was so bad
what I drew I mean
it was like a cake?
thinking abt it makes me
literally just wanna off myself
our earliest text convos were
awkward but cute almost
i didnt hate him anymore
YOU ARE READING
Regarding Him
Poetry-I hated him. Now he's my best friend. And I accidentally fell in love with him.- -----Regarding Him is that story, watch my dramatic ass as i cry way too much. Hate me, love me, laugh at me, cry with me, maybe even find yourself in me. Whatever you...
