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I don't want to be the cause of someone else's distress, when in reality I'm an even bigger mess.
We live in world were we are told to love ourselves and if we do we're a conceded *****, so in that case be the best ***** there is!
I had dream last night that I made you smile and laugh, it felt good to make you happy because that's what I intend to do.
If you're fat, transgender, ugly or gay it won't affect anyone's life in any way, so ignore this world of predijuce jerks and do what you feel that works.
I've been around all sorts of different people from gay to trans and they're just people like everyone else. I just wish others would stop caring so much of what others think
The hardest part of this is that I always think to myself of how I'm supposed to replace someone who treated me like no one else ever has. Then I remind myself that it was all a lie and I have to try and pull through.
If only the pain you put me through would happen to you.
The first boy I thought I loved,
Kissed my unbroken heart
Until I bled my blues
And I slept in a kiss

But he broke up with me
For *minecraft.
I am writing the things that wrote me.
I am never going to be enough for you, honey.
Your arms are going to scar, and my heart
Is going to break,
Over and over and over again,
Because I can't take away your pain.
You are the sky I didn't know
I needed,
Raising and falling each day
And night.
With your nose in my hair
As you sigh in your sleep
And I am so **** lucky
You are mine to keep.
It's pulsing against the back of my throat,
The desire to scream the emotion away.
I cannot, I will not. This is my problem.
I can't.
I can't.
I can't.

I try to shout,
But it's just a breathe.
Take another,
Then a other;
Easy right?
*calm.
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