Tired, truly
Tired, truly. Of words that fall out reckless from careless tongues; half-formed, half-thought, like they were never meant to mean […]
Tired, truly. Of words that fall out reckless from careless tongues; half-formed, half-thought, like they were never meant to mean […]
I knew it as soon as I got in the car. I knew you’d be a friendly chatty guy. “I’ll
I don’t know how or when it started the first time I told myself these lies, grown so tall it’s
Hear me out, these are probably unconventional ways, but I’m still going to pass it on because I’m standing tall
Who’s the therapist in your life? Or are you that someone? You know, that person who, whether their profession or
In the sky a bird rejoiced. We say they sing for rain. One of those things you almost miss because
Pretty face to please all the masses lower, middle, and upper classes But they can’t tell from outside my glasses
They’d probably tell on me, but I wonder which rumors they’d choose to spread. Would it be the story of
What do you do when you’re sad, happy, or angry? How do you let other people know what you’re feeling,
Upon realizing I was feeling tired, I turned around to skip the one mile walk and head to a local
“By the way, you like pasta, right?” “I do.” “Perfect. Wine?” “Please.” Talking about world news and the occasional nonsense,
You’re never too old to be unable to identify feelings, are you? You’re never too old to feel again the