writingsofel

I 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 ...

I 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' o...