a bad poem about ptsd pretend you aren't self-medicating.

6someone you used to love » here it is again, and it stings like the first time. / on losing people

1 The explosion of your anger The inevitable loss of the people we love.

1 we don't talk anymore it has been five years, and i am still afraid.

the people you choose we can sit in my living room and talk for days. / for my chosen family.

21you asked me to fix you » collection. / tw: abuse, rape.

4 girls in leather jackets i wear red lipstick so i'll look dangerous/ when we step outside for a smoke

2 derek "i like that we will never be we." jeanann verlee. / friendship, in its safest form.

1 betrayal i know you're drinking again.

2 family ties you are happier with me gone; count the weeks til my little brother leaves for college. / confessional. tw: neglect & implications of abuse.