It's rare to find someone in life that you know you will always love and care about. I can't go one single day without thinking about this person and how they positively have and continue to affect me in a good, genuine way. As shitty as life has been to me, I'm thankful that I have this one good person that I get to call my friend and my lifetime soulmate.

How can love be the most amazing thing but also the most annoying thing in the world?

There's a depression cloud over my head. Sometimes it's flooding, sometimes it's storming, sometimes it's drizzling. It's never not raining. I try to escape it. No matter how fast I run, it chases after me endlessly.

I feel like everyone envies someone else's looks and wishes they could look as perfect as them. But throughout life, I've learned that just because someone might be prettier than you it doesn't mean that you're any less. Maybe they will get more attention from guys and have better pictures on social media. But nobody can take away the person that you are. Looks change, but the person inside you never does. Always stay true to yourself and never change for anyone, no matter how bad you want to.

This is actually hilarious since this occurred almost four years ago. My first true heartbreak. I fell for a guy who told me a year into "talking" that he only pretended to be interested in me because it was a joke to see if he could get with me.

Love has always been a confusing game for me. Instead of sending those cringe worthy paragraphs proclaiming my love for someone, I just write something depressing like this. Smart right?

I wrote this during a time when all my friends went ghost mode on me. I basically got so depressed that I would have suicidal thoughts and take pills like they were candy.

I was 14 years old when I wrote this poem and ever since then I've used writing as a coping mechanism. This is written about a time when I was sexually abused by a man I used to work for.