Writing

we stayed up til one a.m. last night

thirteen girls in a living room simultaneously laughing at nothing

& yelling at each other to please please please shut up.

we had ice cream cake and hawaiian pizza

“When you’re living on your knees you rise up.”

Some people are on their knees because

They’re bowing down to him.

Some people are on their knees because

They’re hopeless.

Here, take my hand.

I see someone that I wish I looked like and I hope she is living a perfect life with the right body and doesn’t have to stay up as late as I do in order to feel things and doesn’t even know about me or what I do while I wait for things t

Why are they called white lies?

Why are they called white lies when they leave the deepest stains?

I wake and hear the pounding of rain on the roof

A type of giddiness fills my stomach,

My lips turn into a smile,

And I snuggle deeper under my comforter

For the first time in a while,

8:07 pm

i cannot fathom why i suffer

while these brown eyes stare back at me

i press my fingers to my reflection

the mirror is so cold.

"why can't i have eyes the color of the sky?"

i whisper to myself,