Everyone has a book.
Every single book is still incomplete until the day that its owner expires.
Some of us have nice, clean books on the outside.
"What a nice book, I bet it hasn't been through too much, it's in such great condition."
Open it.
Go on.
Read their story, will you?
What does it say?
Every book is worth reading.
The most beautiful ones are the saddest ones you will ever read.
So.
Tell me.
What writing lies within your book?
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 12:23 PM UTC
What a burden I am upon everyone I’ve ever known. And what a gift it is to everyone who has never known.
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 12:15 AM UTC
how sad.
that i’ve come to know a world—
where i don’t feel as though
i deserve to be loved.
in a world where everyone
deserves to be loved.
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 12:05 AM UTC
yeah.
i'm a happy person with a broken soul.
what about it?
Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 1:41 PM UTC
Dragging myself to rock bottom so that I know in confidence, life can't get worse, only better.
Sep 10, 2020
Sep 10, 2020 at 10:14 AM UTC
how lovely it is
to love someone without thought
it happened so quick
Sep 8, 2020
Sep 8, 2020 at 10:34 AM UTC
it is 4:55 in the god **** morning.
i blame you.
it's your fault that i am up this late.
countless thoughts.
racing mind.
wondering
imagining.
what it would be like.
to be loved by you.
but that's as far as it goes.
my own imagination.
and once i realize that.
it starts all over again.
sigh.
Jul 18, 2020
Jul 18, 2020 at 5:55 AM UTC
i wish. with all of my heart. that one day.
maybe.
i could look at you the same way that you look at me.
and return the love that runs deep within your veins.
Jul 18, 2020
Jul 18, 2020 at 5:48 AM UTC