Tomorrow, I will read that book I've been meaning to read about the girl who broke up with the love of her life. Tomorrow, I will sit down and open my textbook, so that tomorrow after tomorrow, I can look at my report card and smile down at a 100%. Tomorrow, I will go to… Continue reading tomorrow
An old poem I wrote more than a year ago. Think. You say he's stupid Fat, ugly, transgender He's got an eating disorder. Homosexual, emo, full of crap God, you're such a drag. And you think you're being fair? You label him, stupid, nerd, goth Make fun of his scars, resting face and… Continue reading Think.