Hopelessly devoted to a wayward Victorian poet

It fuckin sucks being his best friend!! Being by his side everyday, wrestling, teasing, tying his shoes, laying next to him-- and not calling him mine. He is soo beautiful, smart, clever and wanderful. And he's just my best friend. He, like me, is a poet, and god his words are sweet enough to make me cry and powerful enough to kill me. I love him. Why am I saying this?? Because I just posted a...
April 30th, 2012 at 07:17pm

A desperate plea to you mibbians

So I have been on here for a month or so and almost no one has cared to even look at my work. Please mibbians, I put a lot of emotion into my poetry and I post it on here to share with the world in hopes that SOMEONE might be able to relate and maybe neither of us would not feel as painfully alone in this god foresaken world. Please read my poetry and. Comment. It would mean a lot to me. To be...
April 23rd, 2012 at 10:32pm