It's hard to purge
on an empty stomach,
it's hard to cut
when you're out of skin,
and it's hard to care
when you're out
of love.
YOU ARE READING
scribbles and drabbles
Poetrya collection of drabbles, mostly one-line thoughts. a plentitude of emotions and hue poetry. many of these are tweets from my illhueminati twitter c: (c) mockingjayde 2013-2014
