More than a friend. Closer than family. I think I love you. I’m sorry. ~ Lyn
Apathy entails not caring. I’m not apathetic. I care. Yes, really. I’ve always cared. I’m just reserved and shy. Too shy to openly express feelings. ~ Lyn
Honestly. What the fuck? I’m sick of this. I’m sick of you. What could you possibly get out of sneaking meat into a vegetarian’s dinner? Fucking hell. I’m stupid, I’m not that stupid. I know what meat looks like. And I know what a fucking potato looks like. Stop comparing me to her. Just ‘cause she decides to eat meat again, doesn’t mean I will. She is...
In Dying Days
It’s happening. Happened. And nearly complete. What shortly will follow is bitter, not sweet. The hearts that spoke in place of scarlet lips. Quitters walking the plank on sinking ships. An empty embrace means nothing at all. The intense summer heat has faded to fall. Fall swiftly to the result of time’s dreadful reign. But. Try to enjoy of what still remains. In dying days. ~ Lyn