Alcohol poisoning after a night
of drinking one shot after another,
unknown limits inevitably discovered
the next morning.
Each discarded paper taunts
my hazy mind with whispers ofÂ
what could have been,
what should have been.
Nausea overwhelms me
like my unloved drafts overwhelm
overflowing paper bins. They mock
my attempts at keeping down ideas.
I'm making a battle jacket. I think I'm gonna put spikes on the cuffs.
I made a zine. I'm not done with it
Protested today. We ARE out here doing what we can do fight hate.
Red Baron poem I wrote cause why tf not
I hate it here
(join the community) It was too long so yall gonna have to read the article. anyway heres a poem about how the writing community is the best community on gamejolt:
New custom doll incoming
I am now the proud owner of a replica necklace Matthew Lillard wears in SLC Punk.
And I got a new spiky ear cuff
Date night
We do be fine
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