You were my worst hangover.

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@guiltywriter
You were my worst hangover.
He broke me.
He broke me.
He broke me.
Darlings, forgive me.
I’ve spent months writing about things that hurt, and neglecting to share with you. I just posted a new poetry collection, titled Dear Newton. I have been writing this collection since November 11th, 2013 which is the date of the death of a friend. I hope to continue this set until the anniversary of his death. You can view it here.
Thank you.
Thank you. For being you.
♥
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I am a sassy little white girl stuck in a town with a population of more cows than people.
hey i just found your blog and your wordplay really amazed me, it's so beautiful like how can some word collages and became this beautifully written :''))). I wish I found your blog earlier orz
Thank you, sweetheart.
I'll fall asleep to the sound of the rain, because the sound of you leaving is stuck in my brain.
I don't drink my coffee black, or my shoot my whiskey straight, but I inhale your love directly from your veins.
Some of the most beautiful creatures in the world are poisonous, and that's why I refuse to love you.
But that didn't sound like me. Lately, nothing does.
Sometimes the most beautiful thing in the world is; a wall full of graffiti, a half written book, the stretch marks on your hips, and my chapped lips.
I've been awake for hours begging the sun to set again.
I wish your rainy blue eyes would pour on me again.
I'm sorry it's been so long, I've been so busy with school the only things I've been writing about are atomic masses and functional groups, haha. I miss you all, and I hope to write more for you in the coming months. Thanks for sticking through this, I love you all, xoxo.
Maybe I can be..
I can't believe I'm still writing about you.
what do you use to type up your poems into the pictures that you post?
I just use a white rectangle and then I type the words on to it with a photo editing website.
What is you main-blog?
sexguilt.tumblr.com