ashleigh-da-silva - Hello Poetry

ashleigh-da-silva

ashleigh-da-silva

I'm not sad. / Happy poems are just harder to write.

remember years morning good girl body feel empty grown felt longer time easy coffee thighs lose people hard hair gross pictures told men keep turn love jeans thick night long eyes hear newer cheated loved sunday gym spent summer help bowl hands midday clumsily cut depended thinking jaw writing better grade window baddies hints worth applauded swim brown breathing watching hunched watch lucky fat norah lunch inflation kiss fall telling join drinking screaming day dare success posts beneath disorder stacking instagram weight physically energy slowed thirteen fingertips close purest wonder pinterest pipes surrounded scrolling public filled full eating porcelain boobs worthless fourteen job cowbell lips ache post wanted fifteen care pairs meth year quiet practical afternoon heartbeat tongue loud asked drink wear faint toilet magazines tiny apply bombay smells size story heads second visit flutter start gin humming metabolism mornings sexualized puberty shorts coke disconcerting apologise sundresses girlfriends boys drown