akron 18' | I write poetry and shit.
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Stories by zia
feelin blue for u
im jealous of the rain that falls upon your skin, it's closer than my hands have ever been.
the lonely club
sometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living
mini skirt
when I was at my worst, he used my fragile skin to write all of his mistakes on. he knew how to manipulate ti...