To The Boy Who Said ‘I Love You’—Please Don’t
They’re not just words, they’re not an anchor you attach to someone’s leg, they’re not an ego boost.
Fuck Forgiveness, I Just Want To Be Mad For A While
You hurt me, hand over fist, time after time, and I’m the one that has to say it’s okay? Um, bye, Felicia.
You’re No Longer Here, But Somehow You’re Everywhere
We walked together for a decade. There’s not a lot of ground we have not touched. The city glows with our footsteps.
Don’t Tell Me That It’s Time To Move On
Telling someone to let go of whatever is bothering them is like telling someone with anxiety to just relax or telling someone who’s angry to calm down. It’s frustrating, pointless, cliched.