anna_macneill

Annaaaaaa

Haiku by me:
          U r a meatball
          I wish you'd fly to the moon
          "It's not about him"

My brain keeps telling me I want to die My body is insisting on keeping me alive 
          But in the middle of the night my mind is screaming for me to do anything and all I can do is cry until my lungs give out, muffle my voice so no one can hear me shout and no one ever hears me no one ever hears no one ever hears 
          How come no one can hear me?

okay so I've decided that I'm going to comment on your profile just casually just every once in a while because why the fuck not yknow and they might be trash posts or trash poems or trash we never know what an adventure anyways ily and you're gr8 like 11/10 would be your friend k xo bye