Post by kel (@keatsk) on Tue, 12 Mar 19 22:36:36 +0000 View Full Post Fuck You HerOin Eyes burning bulging after binging on what ... what what and what On self loathing ... undiscovered biological... WHAT Heart stopping Black ...
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Thu, 08 Nov 18 15:50:38 +0000 View Full Post 🔲 I already cried all of my tears So stop your crying I already smothered all my fears Now I’m just high - and I braved one hundred storms In one million n...
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Sun, 19 Aug 18 16:51:57 +0000 View Full Post You think you know what dread is because you fear the night until you feel the darkness of the morning light #grief #addiction #loss #loveheals
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Fri, 17 Aug 18 06:00:47 +0000 View Full Post Sum Days The whole world would have been different if he had not lost his mind, if she had not lost that baby, if you had not lost your life. The whole world ...
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Fri, 13 Jul 18 23:01:06 +0000 View Full Post The Hummingbird Narrow passages on highway 41 and if ya ever been there you'd know that a semi would whack the top of your brain right off if ya twerked at t...
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Mon, 30 Apr 18 04:45:51 +0000 View Full Post Hearts Break 🖤 Year after year ... after year It’s the little things... Water running from the tap Warmth Bedtime Finally being able not to cry Sitting with...
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Sun, 05 Nov 17 19:53:19 +0000 View Full Post WATER TABLES Scrabble is my least favorite game. I don’t like to line up little squares on a bench. I want things to be off center. Being tested in between a...
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Thu, 21 Sep 17 17:56:55 +0000 View Full Post Cyn She's like my favorite torn sweatshirt. I wanna wear her all day long. @ellowrites
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Mon, 07 Aug 17 00:58:46 +0000 View Full Post Minutes In and out like a crave or a crack in a sidewalk A city street dirty with dreams that never came true. Sounds that won't be heard again. A laugh a m...
Post by kel (@keatsk) on Mon, 03 Jul 17 00:12:33 +0000 View Full Post con - ver we had both survived in hell we knew things how to sit and settle on the bench by this table with its worn pink cloth at the piazza creating blankn...
