Liars don't get away with everything. This one spun up a web, and is caught.
More depression, from a bottle
Depression hiding in the form of Poetry.
A one shot haiku dedicated to the virgin goddesses: Hestia, Athena, and Artemis.
a poem I wrote when I friend went through a breakup, Hope you like it, please review, thanks flower_power101
a poem I wrote with my Best friend at a slumber party, it's the first thing I publish so please review and comment thanks flower_power101
I love you
it's a poem
The paranoia is coming back. I can feel a shot of breath whiping down my neck. After this vexing conversation, you need to know why things turned out the way they did.
(R to be safe)You love your child so much you'd beat out the world.
About the many ill things that can be discussed over the phone.
I know what you want to hear, so I bring myself to say it. I swallow my pride and tell you a lie; openly, to your face. Now, I don't understand, I feel so alone. But this loneliness, will pay off.
I hate you, you did this to me. Never call my house again. I can survive without you.
Yes, you ingnored the signs all along. No, I don't know if this can be forgiven.