Even the devil tries his best to be good.
inspired by a friend who had bulimia and a fairly new song they told me they like
something about guilt from being common
well heres another little short to tide y'all over
And that's what fucked me up.
"Look at the people around you and tell me what you see?", Envy asked.
Envy is never pretty. This is what mine looks like.
I hate to feel this way,
But I always fall asleep in dismay.
Just some thoughts on today's prompt: twig. I'm still new at this, so any and all feedback is welcome.
this is short, and not great, but it's how I feel.
In which a girl who despises May Day has a secret admirer. . .
Like, comment, follow. Ever lost someone?
We were best friends at school.
17 Beings who reside, 17 Beings who are foes, And only when there's a story, Do they come out to the light.