friends are like split ends.
you keep them or
you cut them from your life entirely.
cut. cut. cut.
cutting each of the ones who bring you down.
cut. cut. cut.
(a/n ok this is not meant to offend anyone. it's only a metaphor)
YOU ARE READING
ugh.
Poetryif you don't want to listen to poems (mostly rants though), then it's okay. i just want people to know how i'm feeling right now. (also warning: some poems may be really depressing, but i am NOT depressed.)
