I’m writing again
love is shown in your deeds, not in your words– Jerome Cummings
doesn’t turn anymore I’m mother Earth 50 years from now drained, suffocated, poisoned I’m pathetic and humiliated and so green with envy and sickness [when I used to be green with naivete and life] my words don’t attempt to make sense… soon I’ll be a burnt out ball of teen angst, alone in space, covered in craters and scars [what bullshit is this? I...
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