It was my fault I placed Myself Gently In his arms In that kingdom Of male privilege In his bed between us There was that
Tag: love
TW: mentions of rape, sex, depression, suicide, smoking, alcohol, and explicit language. Andrea Olmstead was an airtight woman. It had taken years, but she had
She was waiting. In the darkness which surrounded her She grew herself a garden And it shielded her from the world She was waiting for
It’s his birthday today and I don’t know if I should call. I hollow myself out all morning over the simple debate, searching desperately for
All the time I had with you is what got me through this ache but now we’re pulling seconds just to see how far we