There Are Days I Wish You Were Still Here With Me
Out of nowhere, it hurts like hell. Even if it’s been so many years and I’ve kissed enough people by now that I shouldn’t be able to remember how your lips feel.
Out of nowhere, it hurts like hell. Even if it’s been so many years and I’ve kissed enough people by now that I shouldn’t be able to remember how your lips feel.
Period, why do you hate me? Are you upset with me for not being with child? Does Uterus call you drunk and crying every month about how empty she feels?
I hope they are your biggest supporter, your number one fan and sounding board. I hope they rub your back when it hurts and call your mom to see how she’s doing. I hope they travel to Japan with you.
I’m not sorry for being this way, for not holding back.
All I see is someone who purposefully chooses to hurt people instead of helping. All I see is a guy who takes someone at their most vulnerable and tries to break them even harder.
I’ve spent so long wanting everyone to like me.
I cried in a bathtub last night in the city I used to meet you in.
Here’s the thing: her humor is her survival.
Be best friends with Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. (They don’t return my calls.)
“Just think positively!”