I’m no good with waiting.
The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.
But I wait. For you.
Hey I'm a new writer on Tumblr, can you give me any advice on Poetry?
write every day, write bad poetry, write when it is hard–but always make sure what you post makes you feel something, if it doesn’t make you feel, it won’t make anyone else feel either
I have a book full of you
I know you love my tits, but can you love the heart beneath?
Try not to think of me when you are alone
Try not to think of me when she won’t do those things for you
Try not to think of me when you are tired of forcing your round psyche into her square hole
Try not to think of me when you realize you can’t find happiness pretending to be someone you’re not
Try not to think of me because I am trying not to think of you
Try not to think of me
he took a screenshot and my heart took flight
I am your dolly You pull me down from my shelf when you've nothing better to do To manipulate and pose me To play pretend Until another toy catches your eye Then back I go Lifeless and empty on my shelf