TW- mention of suicide. Both of us are okay now, though.
I met Roki in the suicide prevention unit in the hospital.
We supported each other through some tough times.
We realized we went to the same school and started to talk in school.
I really appreciate him in my life.
Two hour phone calls,
Making fun of each other,
And him promising that if he ever has a kid, I'm gonna be the cool emo godmother.
We haven't been able to talk in a couple months, because he lost his old phone or something.
I really miss him.
I call him Roki because his favorite character in My Hero Academia is Todoroki.
He can really relate to him I think,
And even dyed his hair to look like him.
With the struggles of trying to please other people,
And a rough exterior,
He's a lot like him.
He's a real softie, though.
We went to the Valentine's Day Dance together platonically, to chug sodas and talk about the things we liked.
He was my first slow dance that day.
We both wanted to try it, so it was a good experience for both of us.
I really miss you, Roki.
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Sam Glaspy's Poetry
ŞiirSam Glaspy's sad and gay poetry about her stupid dumb life. Welcome to hell, loves! WE DID IT Y'ALL- #5 IN SYNESTHESIA AFTER ONLY TEN VOTES THAT REALLY TELLS YOU HOW LITTLE PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT IT BUT IM STILL PROUD OF US!
