right words, wrong time, wrong mouths. my ears are opened to listen, but your pitch isn’t the sound i wanted to hear. the phrases i heard, broke me down and out came an action i never truly knew how to do. tears strolled, throat hoarse, head stinging piercing, everything hurt, but mostly did my heart. i’ve never understood when people say that their heart broke, i shook that off with...
After a while, shit really gets to you.
When my friend & I take pictures of ourselves on...