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