Sticks and stones are hard on the bones, aimed with anger and art. Words can sting like anything, but silence breaks the heart..

Dear Finn, I'm sorry I < / 3, please understand, all i wanted was to hold your hand
Clyde, you turned me into who I am.. You'll never change. I wish I could hate you. Indiffence would be worse but I can't lie..hide behind those blue green eyes, your such a waste of time..








We don't ever have to grow up, please.

Being used to confusion and new to emotion leaving land logged blues for the coast by the ocean..