I drink and do drugs and kiss all these boys because for those short few minutes I forget who I am and I forget all the sadness I hold inside of me. So as my throat burns with the vodka and my eyes cloud with the smoke and as my body gets touched by this random boys hands, my mind gets lost for a minute and it's like I'm not there. I'm gone and I'm someone who has never felt the sadness of a broken heart. I'm gone and I can't remember you and what we were.
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Writings, rants, questions, poems, really just my life in a book.
PoetryI'm an over emotional little dandelion. Very sensitive but also a tough little cookie. So like this is all my feelings in a little book. Some are about people. Some are about me. Some are about life. Just everything really. PLEASE LEAVE feedback ! F...
