The air outside smells like firewood and your broken promises
I never thought I’d see a day when I would yearn for the lies rolling from your tongue
I never thought I would miss the smell of sweaty jeans or the way you slurred your words
But I also never thought missing you would hurt.
When I wake up hungover from the regret of being broken, I wonder if I succeeded in pushing everyone away, you know, just so I can be...
Fake friend, Flaked again friend, Called and fell asleep friend, Can’t be bothered to listen to me friend. Fake friend, Always showing up...
I wear these scares like armor. Proof! of all the s t r e n g t h I harbor – signs of my bravery burned into my cells! Living &...
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