i believed you morris, i'm calling you by your last name for reasons.
but i'm the one that fucked up this time not you.
you lied.
you led me on.
making it seem like it's your fault.
we both fucked up.
some more than others.
but good fucking job morris.
YOU ARE READING
double sided
Non-Fictionshort stories and poems that i'll write. the names will be the dates i originally wrote them followed by a title i give it.
