I found this under a pile of thoughts...write me if it's yours.
Please stop. Please.
Sticks and stones may break your bones..
Is the thorazine shuffled, yet?
Mummy....Mummy please stop...You're killing your self...
This will always be my fight.
You give the questions,I give the answers. Those answers aren't the truth.
You can't jump after you fall.
Like a follow up of 'Coward'.
You promised to stay. You promised.
...but then my stomach rejected it, rather loudly. Don't you want to believe like the cool kids? Don't you want their hearts? Don't you want to beat because of them, like them?
Another stupid assignment.She assigns so much about food I decided to take it a different direction.
Uhhh...When I had issues, I wrote this.And uh...Yeah.