The world is supposed to end tomorrow?
Let it.
I'll be curled up and cozy with a cup of Earl Grey, The Awakening, and my ignorance.
Let the sky's wrath snow upon my home's shingles.
I'll be here.
Waiting for someone to tell me they love me.
Let it.
I'll be curled up and cozy with a cup of Earl Grey, The Awakening, and my ignorance.
Let the sky's wrath snow upon my home's shingles.
I'll be here.
Waiting for someone to tell me they love me.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.





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