@OldChicago1976@DoorDash can come explain why our anniversary night in celebration cookie looked like this AND there was no ice cream. someone’s hard earned money paid for this…….
The Tortured Poets Department. An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time - one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.
And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.
THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT is out now: https://t.co/PzuwWnatO7
if i close my eyes i can still feel like im in the bathroom stall of my high school trying to hide my violent sobs from the girl peeing in the stall next to me