YOU ARE AN IDIOT.
no i'm not.
YES YOU ARE. YOU LOST HIM.
IT'S YOUR FAULT.
i said sorry.
SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT.
BAND-AIDS AREN'T FOR BULLETS.
i just didn't want him to get hurt.
i was trying to help.
YEAH? WELL, LOOK WHERE THAT GOT YOU.
what do you mean?
HONEY, YOU ARE BROKEN AND ALONE,
AFRAID OF YOURSELF.
i know i messed up, okay?
i just want to fix this. all of it.
GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.
HE WON'T EVEN LOOK AT YOU.
i didn't ask to love him, okay?
i didn't ask for any of my emotions,
and yet here i stand, stuck with you.
DON'T YOU DARE TURN THIS ON ME.
I'M NOT THE ONE WHO RUINED EVERYTHING.
I'M NOT THE ONE WHO DOES IT EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
YOU ARE.
just leave me alone. please.
YOU KNOW I CAN'T DO THAT.
YOU DESERVE THIS AFTER WHAT YOU DID.
i know. i could just make you stop.
HOW?
the same way i could just make everything stop.
YOU DON'T POSSESS THAT POWER.
wanna bet?
goodbye.
crash
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 10:22 AM UTC
It was cold.
I hated the bus.
I finally got home.
Ready to be us.
But I never got the chance.
I never thought to ask.
I forgot that good things
Can seldom last.
You've always been my moon.
I tried to be your sun.
But sitting here alone,
I'm the only one.
I thought I'd never get the chance
To, once more, hear your voice.
But now, four months later,
I've captured the beautiful noise.
When I got it,
Life was made easier for me.
All because
I now have more than memories.
I try not to think
About that dark day in December.
But, despite my strongest efforts,
I remember.
Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 4:45 PM UTC
It’s unique to everyone.
Maybe it’s rain,
or the ocean.
Gasoline
or coffee.
How about fresh linens
or cinnamon apples?
You could smell new books
or old books,
fresh parchment,
cotton candy,
or bubble gum.
Maybe it’s chocolate,
or fruits,
or mint toothpaste for you.
How about flowers -
lavender
lilies
roses
daisies?
Carnival foods
like funnel cake,
and hot dogs.
Or air fresheners
that smell like erupting volcanoes.
New cars,
or ancient forests,
castles filled with only the finest
or abandoned ruins.
Things burning,
fresh-cut grass,
strong or subtle perfumes,
or maybe sterile hospital rooms.
If you’re into it, sweaty athletes,
or band kids,
or comic shops
where you can play your favorite card games.
Is it your room?
Your house?
Is it home?
Where you belong.
Curled up next to someone you love
on Halloween,
reading or watching a movie,
realizing this is what you were missing.
Is it makeup,
or hairspray?
Certain shampoos that trigger happiness?
Or candles with the best scent ever?
How about baking –
cookies
brownies
cakes?
Maybe it’s cologne,
or the smell of the air
as it changes from familiar to foreign.
It could be a theme park,
or the mountains.
How about old forts,
and rivers you grew up around?
You know these smells,
the ones you love.
Well, that’s my favorite.
It’s the smell of love.
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
WHAT could help?
nothing. I know.
things were SAID.
I am sorry.
life TRULY hurts.
i MEANT it
when i said I
LOVED
YOU
ENDLESSLY.
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 11:33 AM UTC
WHAT happened?
where WAS your mind?
did I miss something?
you weren't THINKING clearly.
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 11:25 AM UTC
HEY Wyatt.
the MOON is pretty tonight.
can you PLEASE look at it?
i don't want you to FORGET.
what else is there TO do?
except tell you that i FALL short.
and write DOWN my thoughts.
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 11:19 AM UTC
OPEN your eyes.
THE world is gold.
DOORS to life are open.
TO live is to believe.
THE earth is glowing.
JOY to those who seek it.
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 11:14 AM UTC
How many times
have I cried,
knowing that I'll
have to leave?
Fell down the
rabbit hole again.
I think that,
from the start,
we were right
for each other.
But these things
always go wrong.
I want love.
There's the truth.
He makes me
feel loved; happy.
I'm not afraid
to keep living.
Maybe I lost
who I was.
Maybe I forgot
where I belonged.
I don't care.
I'm different now.
I'll never be
what he needs.
I'd hold him
so far back.
He's meant for
much greater things.
I'm not special.
I'm stuck here.
Nothing for me,
except for him.
One more smile.
One more tear.
I wish I
could tell him
every thing I
feel, and smile.
But he'd stay,
abandoning his chance.
He could get
away from here.
From this old,
broken down town,
and so far
away from me.
I'm too much,
and not enough.
A huge problem
to love him.
'Don't get attached,'
they always say.
But we did.
Me to him,
him to me.
and I know,
given the choice,
he'd never leave.
I love him,
with my everything.
He's just perfect.
He loves me.
He was only
figuring it out.
I'm not special.
He's going places.
Nothing for me,
except for him.
One more smile.
One more tear.
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 2:21 PM UTC
I think I knew
from the start
that
it wouldn't work.
That I would look back
Remember all of it.
All of us.
And call myself stupid.
I remember
The first time
When he made me
smile.
I felt beautiful.
He loved me,
I thought.
I loved him.
I remember
The last time
When he made me cry.
I felt awful.
He never loved me,
I thought.
I still loved him.
I remember
When I saw her.
He was with her.
He was smiling.
He loves her.
Not me.
Stop it, stupid.
He's happy.
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 10:14 AM UTC
life is life
love is love
u came for the moans
were all jacket *****
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC