tomorrow never came

and then i think long-term and i feel this,, paralyzing fear, and i realize in being so terrified of people leaving me i never realized how terrified i was of having to stay myself ~ short poems

poetic pain.

i won't drag myself through the dirt.

letters

i wanna ask you how are you doing, really? are you happy? are you fulfilled? don't you need anyone in your life? aren't you sick of pretending you don't care? aren't you sick of the drugs and the running and the shutting down do you still feel? do you? gosh, even you know i'm way too good for you you'd never get why i...