kill yourself if you have tinder

Feel how I felt in the moment of everything and nothing. Sex ruins everything about all the crossover potential we see in each other. I hate to bring up the fatal truth in a moment of grief.

Do you feel anything in the arms you lay in at night? I couldn't fully explain it to you even if I wanted to. The feeling of everything and nothing all at once. Heavy burdened and bruised on all the spots you love to take care of when you're alone. I see it in your eyes, you see it in me and I see it in you, and we will wrestle in the morning again and roll over to cry for the second time this month. Words pin me down to

this adult-sized bed. Held by my mom instead, in my mind to put the stomach feeling at ease

february