(Please note, I don't mean to offend ANYBODY by...
Lots of women say...
Usually the fighter in life,
the one who helps out...
Ever have a day,
Where things didn't go right...
Boys used to grow up to be respectable men
These days some never really mature...
Perhaps you dream of someone,
Somewhere, sometime, in the wind wishing that it...
I’d rather tear myself apart a million times...
They say ignorance is bliss and I can’t help but...
The body is a river of grief, and at its mouth—a...
you learn quickly that speaking about the wounds...
O little insect,
these windows are all ruddy, florid and silky...
Until we're alive
we're still awaiting the pain...
Leave the wastes where they belong:
in the stores...
Separation is
the only way we prevail...
Remember when you
do crash, don’t pick at your wounds...