Fuckin scars

fuckin scars

Poem that is just what i want
no jokes
jokes are over
jokes remind me of my dad
Persephone’s here again
persephone messaged me
i can’t talk about myself anymore
i was reading up on Persephone
what a shame it’s summer already
and a like is a kiss in the dark
purity came right out of purity’s corner, where purity (s/he) was hiding
what i want is the stars to be staring me
hello Persephone
i’m basically waiting for you to help hold me
said Balsano, the wise:
every line starts with what can be described only as an echo of tomorrow

these stars are scaring me :( ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆