Can I be fearless now? Seriously Can I stop giving a fuck? Can I start telling people that enough is enough? That I’m not dealing with their depressing stories like I care about their life Or letting some guy who never cared about me’s words cut me like a knife? Or let someone touch me … More Can I Be Fearless Now?
You couldn’t possibly have feelings for me. You never waited three days to call me, or told me that you would meet me for dinner, only to blow me off at the last possible second. Our text exchange isn’t filled with empty promises, or just a string of one-sided messages where I try to make … More I’m Confused, Do You Like Me?
I wake up in the morning, and I sip my coffee. Fill the cup, drink it up, repeat. Each day blending together like milk and sugar, trying to sweeten up this black heart. I think I need to make another cup. I’m so tired. The coffee doesn’t seem to help anymore, but I take another … More Morning Coffee.