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High On FWB

I haven’t written in a while. I haven’t found the time because I’ve been so goddamn wrapped up in staring at your smile. I haven’t posted a poem in weeks. I’ve been too busy kissing your shoulders, your back, your … Continue reading

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Love. It’s like heroine. It doesn’t matter how much you know that it’s bad for you, You’re addicted. All you want is more, until it’s the death of you.

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Firsts

I remember the first time I felt fat and ugly. I was four, standing in front of that mirrored wall, surrounded by dancers that were smaller and prettier than I was. I remember the first time an adult made me … Continue reading

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The part that kills me Is that i remember that first night When I laid in bed with you I slept soundly, but I felt your presence It was everything I craved It made me so happy I remember that … Continue reading

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This mess we made is laid out in front of us and I’m itching to pick it up But every time we try to clean the splattered words and put the broken pieces back together Our stained and clumsy hands … Continue reading

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Fighting Is Our Favorite Pass-Time

I hate when we fight. I hate it. All I want to do is make you happy and I struggle between pushing my feelings aside, or speaking out about them. I hate when we fight. I love you. I cry … Continue reading

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I trusted him… with every part of me. Maybe it’s stupid to trust someone so much. I knew what he was from the minute I laid eyes on him, but to be honest, that’s probably what I fell in love … Continue reading

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