I can dance in the shower with my tits swaying back and forth if I want to, and I can climb these god damn walls if I want to! didn't your mother ever tell you, rules, are meant to be broken? and if my soul is half-destroyed then there's nothing wrong with continuing to destroy … Continue reading Tits
You abused me till it became amusing, time-consuming, hopelessly bruised, and that's when it hit me. You left me I had no control just some post stick notes on the bedroom wall, and that's when it hit me. You consumed me till I could no longer see, forgetting how to swim, you all … Continue reading that’s when it hit me
Its difficult to adjust to changes, changes never gave us time. and life never gave us patience, I know that you dont believe, but your broken soul will heal, amongst the ray of sun, along the cocktail of sunflower yellow, it will lift you out, and my … Continue reading Broken Butterfly
I have feelings, I believe that I do, But I'm not sure what to do or how to use them for you, I have empty love so strong, But I can't work out if my feelings are strong, Correct Or Wrong.
I think even though it was once of the most limited summers it was one of the most beautiful ones. When I carried you we was in the yard a lot of the time, and it was a really horrible yard it smelt of cat shit, and cat piss. In the March, I planted these … Continue reading Beautiful Summer : trigger warning
Dear Reader, It’s Thursday March 26th, 2020 and on Monday the UK issued ‘lock down’ for 3 weeks, which could be longer, no one really knows, because of a new strain of virus called Covid-19. This has been the most significant global emergency since the world war. Many people have been panic … Continue reading My letter in the new book ‘for you’
I want to get educated But how can I learn when I am hungry? I'm hungry? I cant think, My heads foggy, And I look over the kitchen sink... And the pots stink, Because the boilers been on the fucking blink, Why cant the uni provide? Somewhere safe so I can feel inside? Somewhere to eat, … Continue reading Baby Jam – my message to Hull Uni
Tell me this, Was I worth the shag? Was I worth the brag? Was it nice to have a little fun, Did you enjoy? Did you like it? Tell me this, Does it cross your mind? Ever, The harm you've dealt? And harm you've caused? Does it ever play time and time, Inside your space, … Continue reading Can you hear me