No One’s Coming to Save You (By Cat Matchuk)
How very studious of you
How very productive
Pour another glass, tuck yourself in
You have nowhere to go
no one to see
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Words bring forward stars to forge a world from the ink, breathe, your heart will write.
How very studious of you
How very productive
Pour another glass, tuck yourself in
You have nowhere to go
no one to see
Not in this world Continue reading “No One’s Coming to Save You”
I feel compelled to write about my new tattoo, especially because a couple reactions were, “why him?” Follow me on a short but wonderful journey of self discovery and mild ink addiction.
In the middle of a headache
I imagine my nerves are the roots of a tree. Continue reading “Roots”