BlogHide Resteemswritingsofel (25)in poetry • 7 years agoI don't remember writing this.god, I am so sad, and it eats me. there are bags beneath my eyes large enough to hold all of my worldly possessions. my skin stretches, tears at where my bones poke through. I trace my throat…writingsofel (25)in introduceyourself • 7 years agoI guess this is the part where I talk about myself?So, I'm a writer, which usually prompts people to ask me what it is I write, and I reply everything, that's why I said 'writer' and not 'poet' or 'journalist' or something specific, and they sort of…
