…it’s much less stressful to tie a string around that spotlight and tug a little to make sure you never quite leave its warmth.
Category: friendship
YOU CAN’T SAY THAT 9
…the anger has cooled, the hatred is gone, leaving in its wake a small pool of pity.
between my ears
It’s all gone to hell.
SHE
…sharp teeth of an angel.
CLARIFY
I write what I feel, and I let it go.
Rightly So
There is mad, mad joy to be found.
bursting
Living in my head, it’s not such a bad thing.
You Can’t Say That, Pt 7
A heart monitor with no ups or downs reflects a dead heart.
war
I’m a fixer, but I can’t fix this.
crazed
That thing your best friend does for you when nothing makes sense in your head…
