i hung out with my friends
and they invited someone i hardly know.
my thoughts then: new friend
my thoughts now: that guy sucks.
he called me ugly and said he didnt care when i started crying.
man. i need to not be so dramatic.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
