I'm physical touch. I love like a warm blanket. Wrapping around you to keep you warm and safe. The touch of your hands on my waist as you brush past me. The way you rest your knee against mine when we sit next to each other. It all feels like sunshine on my skin.

I'm gift-giving. I love like a joyful child. Giving you all my favorite things I think you'll like. An origami crane I made just for y...

What if the future never comes

What if it comes tomorrow

What do I do if the plan I have for tomorrow doesn't work

But maybe the plan goes exactly how I want it to but I don't like the end

Am I running away from everything I need

What if in my running I run right by what I really need

But it feels like running is the only way to get to what I want

What if I just do what the people I care about wan...

(TW mention of suicide and s/h)

We can't cry.

If you get hurt you can't cry. If a dumb boy breaks your heart you can't cry. If your older sister slaps you you can't cry. If your best friend dies you can't cry. No happy tears either. You can't cry on your wedding day because what if it's not happy?

They banned it because it has a ‘negative impact’ on children. Do you wanna know what has a negat...

You never know what you'll find in a basement. In someone's house if they are a normal family you'd probably find boxed-up Christmas decor, an old box of heirlooms, or baby toys. If you were in the basement of the business you might find rows of filing cabinets full of boring business things.

But I'm in the basement of a church. Churches are weird man. You have a ton of different emotions. Durin...

I created a monster

It lives under my bed

I created monster

It lives in my head

I created a monster

It sleeps in my bed

I created a monster

And my monster will destroy me...

When you left you left me a letter.

That letter contains volumes.

It talks about why I'm scared.

Why I can't breathe when I enter that building.

When I drive by that camp a tear slips out.

You understood why when I'm all alone I have to listen to something.

You understand the scars, the tears, the anger, and the disgust.

But you're the only one.

And it's not like you're gone forever.

I'll...

A wall impossible to climb surrounded by cacti.

A rusty gate covered in decaying vines.

Through the gate is a cold, gray decaying garden. Lifeless. The gardens keeper is long gone.

Dead plants and trees seemed to stretch for miles.

Movement causes the once-lively green grass to crunch. Useless and nothing but a fire hazard.

A path winds throughout. Maybe once it was pleasant to walk on but n...

Taking a walk in the rain was one of my favorite things to do. I'd put on my favorite hoodie and just walk. I used to love the way the rain sounds on the sidewalk. To feel it dampen my hair and how it rolls down my skin. I used to think it'd be just as peaceful to die while walking in the rain as to die while sleeping. I don't think it's peaceful to die in the rain anymore.

The last time I walked...

If I go

If I leave this place

I can see seas that stretch to the end of the earth

Climb the mountains to let the wind play with my hair and feel dance across my skin

I can meet men whose smile speaks words I can see not hear.

I can't meet women whose eyes are so caring I never want to leave them.

But oh if I go

I could no longer experience the way you go to the ends of the earth just to see...