you know it's getting worse when you want to overdose yourself with stimulants
~ desperate for happiness
YOU ARE READING
Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
h a p p i n e s s
you know it's getting worse when you want to overdose yourself with stimulants
~ desperate for happiness
