Tag: sad

Sharps

Like oil and water; rainbows rising to the top and covering what's below without ever truly interacting with it.

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 23, 2018

Unspoken

Such a little thing, from oh so long ago; How can you still be hung up on this?

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 22, 2018

Lauren

I couldn't pay you to stay.

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 21, 2018

Emo Never Dies

Can't fight it. Never could.

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 16, 2018

Unwelcome News

I did not ask.

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 15, 2018

Hope and Excitement

You cannot lose that which you've never convinced yourself that you have.

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 14, 2018

Fermented Love

Whether alcohol or kind souls, she cannot help but to abuse.

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 13, 2018