Small talk goes...
Actually fuck a poem. Why is it that, If I ask a question , there is always a question after asking why. I don't understand why I can't ask a question without a reason for asking it. Like, ok I can understand if it's like out of context. But, when you're literally as dry as the Sahara desert with your short replies I tend to bring in my, extra set of skills to broaden the conversation! (I only have one hand atm so sorry for abbreviations) I like this girl right? But like some days she can hold a convo, but other says I want to just say "hey I like you" just to have her freak out and finally text.
End of rant idk what else to write.
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Letters To The Writer: Volume 1
PoetryJust me writing poems, can be sad, can be happy, matters about he day and what I'm writing about. This is really for me but if you like it a share, vote, comment would be much appreciated, thank you.
