oh hi there you are my lovely match my north star lead me to your room cut me a lime bite me a lemon your taste sour and sweet your hands my heat i wrap myself as close as close can get i want so much too much i still myself conceal myself i grin…
love
Oh Brother
Long message alert. I’ve been thinking about when you screamed at me. The veins on your neck sticking out, rage in your bulging eyes. Mom said you held a hand up to hit me–I’m not sure I remember that, but I was scared. It was scary. But. I’ve also done that yell to my significant…
I want to be loved
I want to be loved, but I want to be heard. I want to know why You don’t like me anymore. Why can’t we be friends With differing views? Why can’t we be okay If we win or we lose? Losing friends hurts my heart, But what will I do If I can’t speak my…
