It's Hard To Write

it's hard to write

when every poem starts to

feel like a suicide letter.

most days i am an

echo chamber of apologies.

i start to wonder if

there is anything else

left in me anymore.

i go to bed empty.

most nights i am

something much worse.

-mars

omg?? @yaoi-ifier ch:r topher drawinf

КАК ПОЛЬЗОВАТЬСЯ ТАМБЛЕРОМ

Mi piace molto il mio ragazzo! è così dolce! lui è perfetto, mio ​​marito è perfetto

Please help in anyway you can:(

this is so upsetting, PLEASE rb to spread awareness

Allebangle

lil topher and confucius thjng

Clumsy fingers found their way into knotted curls, they still didn’t speak. Confucius just took the brush, and desperately tried to untangle the locks of hair that seemed to be in an everlasting hug, never wanting to release the other strand. His movements, though inexperienced and shaky, were kind. His hands, undoing these coils, practically screamed ‘I love you, I don’t want you to hurt.’ Every wince that he pulled from Topher made his heart ache, and he whispered over and over, “I know, I’m sorry.”