"Everyone thinks you're
mysterious because your mouth is sewn
shut with the sudden death of past loves but
you're just so fucking quiet because they've
taken so much out of you, you an hardly
open your eyes, forget about your mouth,
and I guess the worst part about love dying
out is that you don't die with it,
you just attend the funeral and visit the
grave every time you're drunk. You're always
so goddamn drunk."
Dakota Brooks || 17 || Demisexual
Semi-literate anon
- reading poems with you
- JoinedSeptember 23, 2016
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