and for the time being, i plot what i will say to you
i would rather shrivel and die from lack of nutrients and water than that of ever correspond with you again.
you were wrong.
I don't want to be miserable.
never did, yet you can't seem to understand that.
fuck you, and all that you stand for, you unproductive whore.
I'm glad i ended my torture fast.
fortunately for you, im no girl who cries witch
and you'll just be lost to the
horrible crushing sands of time
and for that, i wouldn't wish upon it so
to anyone but yourself.
Fuck.
You.
Mae.
YOU ARE READING
I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
