if I was a poet, I’d write about her
Please, kill me on your way out
Confessions of a psychotherapist
the need for you
Today I Choose
Funny
I Linger
there is no comfortable silence
just in case God is real
I wish you didn't die
Follow your heart.
you’re my favourite poem
Don't nut
Please eat me
Melting
when you were mine, and it was summer.
the “me” i made for you
I would have stayed
Forever Here
Six feet above
When I See Men
bury me, and build a grave
I will forget.
I Hate That
Put down your fucking phone
