You don’t know me,
but you might know these feelings.
💌 [email protected]𝕏 https://x.com/misssaanonymous
💌 [email protected]
𝕏 https://x.com/misssaanonymous
She Was My Friend She was my friend. The kind you trust with soft things, secrets, silence, dreams, all the versions of yourself you don’t show anyone else.
By Miss. Anonymous🌻8 months ago in Poets
This is the truth I never let myself say out loud. A confession about choosing the wrong person to trust, and the wreckage it left behind.
By Miss. Anonymous🌻9 months ago in Poets