Ugly cried today Twice but not three Face in the mirror Twisted with dark streaks Put it all on me Extra thick like Just like you hate it I hate it What a waste Of high end mascara You’ll always be
￼At least 48 months of your life wasted that you’ll never get back
rochellewisoff.com/2019/07/24/26-july-2019/ ”Edith, what on earth are you writing? I swear you are too much! ” Edith’s friend had an abundant, round face that showed how amused she was by Edith’s ardent participation in the re-enactment exercise, cleverly made possible by the owners of the Dracula Travel Train. Edith however, continued to write furiously. Dear J: […]
Why some women have no girlfriends and why you don’t need to apply for the position.
I would say I hate you but I hate me more I drained the bath water then dove headfirst into remiss or a longing that’s called a nightmare , the abyss I siphoned the filth out of my weeping lungs and choked on my bitter tongue With that violent chasm I sputtered half dead and drowned […]
Written for Friday Fictioneers
It hit me like a brick mess it ran red like that just too quick when you called me out for catching the feels you said You hated it for me made yourself leave but I told you didn’t I What it was about to be can I still be Still be kinda sorry That […]