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amber 1d
talking to you
fits like a glove
but
you're not the one
I'm dreaming of
the
bot
tle
can ac
tually dest
roy lives with
its      wine      in
side and it's lov
ely taste of happ
iness wich we w
ill never find ou
tside this bottle
of alcohol and s
ome ****** lies
alcohol is trash
Evie 2d
icy
it was dark
the parking lot was covered in ice
i sauntered back to the car
the sound of long strides
someone running
i turn around
and there you are
i scream "is that my boyfriend?" like a thirteen year old
you scream back "**** yeah it is!"
i run across the ice, slipping and sliding
jumping into your arms
you spin me around
laughing
telling me you love me

and just like magic
whenever you're around
all the darkness goes away

and i am happy

truly happy

i never feel like that anymore

thank you
then him and his friends proceeded to light something on fire in a metal sled they bought at walmart. i feel like a baby sitter, not a girlfriend. its been a good night :)
So my depression and anxiety brings drama?
My endless health issues and surgery's want to make you take time off?
Well what about me?
Whose the one actually going through this and you say you need a break?
I drown in endless pain and sorrow and you say it's to much for you to handle?
I guess i'm the dumb one to think I need a break
TD 3d
roses r red
pinky promises r us
ur such a great friend
do it again Russ❤︎
-love lily
I gave you everything that you asked for and more
and *****, look what you’ve done!
You well know what I got can’t be bought at a store
and *****, you are a joke!

You wash your hands for letting me go,
well there's a place you can also go.
It’s a place where you belong,
but it’s a surprise what I have in store.

After I taught you all the things you now know,
*****, look what you’ve done!
You saw my magic trick and wanted to claim it as your own.
*****, you are a joke.

Before I let you take it all
and leave me here with nothing at all,
get on your knees while I bend down
and kiss my a$$, you filthy *****.

Kiss it, ******, kiss it, nasty.
It’s not sacred and immaculate.
You’re so ***** you might like it.
Consider this a blessing, you so well deserve it.
Kiss it, ******, kiss it, nasty.
Don’t it taste like your husband’s lips?
You’re so filthy you might like it.
Don’t it taste like your lover’s lips?
Written on April 21, 2015
Composition number: 492
My breath shortens
it gets harder to breathe
I feel like cutting
I wish I was at ease.
My dad says he understands, but I think not.
Because if you did, he wouldn't be calling me a girl.
Why hasn't he, I thought.
My mind is screaming at me
WHY WAS I A GIRL
WHY CAN'T I BE A GUY
WHY CAN'T I USE THE BATHROOM WITHOUT BEING SPAT ON
WHY CAN'T I HAVE SOMETHING IN BETWEEN MY LEGS
WHY CAN'T I HAVE NO *******
WHY CAN'T I HAVE FLAT HIPS
Dysphoria. Wooooooooooooooooooooo.
Anya 6d
My mouth, awash with the remnant of the 320 calorie pack of six oreos I know I shouldn't have bought
My eyes glazed after succumbing to the irresistible allure of hours of youtube rather than the exam I should be studying for
My mind entrenched in every ****** thing I've ever said or done (quite a list if I may say so myself)
When all you see is a little girl
Studiously typing away
I would rather live being wrong
than die
being right
(At least when it comes to idiotic idealism)
They walk out in front of you like the fallacy of the crosswalk means something in the cosmic game of live and die. :(
eva-mae Feb 6
I wish romance was as dead
as the flowers you left on my
kitchen table
for I have finished with frolic
and ****** with fame
and never come out on top.
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