Sydney Morrison
In the Closet
I don’t see black swans too often, But when I do they look so loose. I wished that I could be like them, Instead I hid in front your eye....

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I don’t see black swans too often, But when I do they look so loose. I wished that I could be like them, Instead I hid in front your eye....
I built a snowman there once. My friends and I laughed and played. I never thought that I would grow up, And I didn’t think that the city...
January 2023 Ice pack Pink Whitney Seagram's Macaroni Noodles February 2023 K Cups (big pack) Flowers Pinnacle whip March 2023 New boots...
October 2022 Bananas Pancake mix Syrup Twisted teas New sweatpants Malachite Comfy pillow Squishmallow Pumpkin New flannel K Cups A...
January 2022 Black hair dye Cute masks K Cups Energy drinks February 2022 Ice cream Bagels Flowers March 2022 New outfit Earrings Cute...
I have this thing where I can’t let myself be happy when other people are hurting. I also can’t let myself be happy when other people are...
It does actually help when you start naming every single gay person that you know. It does actually help when you say that I’m not the...
No, grandma. The reason people commit suicide is not because they are lacking a relationship with God. People commit suicide because of...
She will remember when you didn’t let her eat. She will remember what you didn’t let her pack for lunch. She will remember what snacks...
If you think for even a second that this post isn’t about you, don’t worry; It isn’t.
She calls me “gentle” That is all I’ve ever wanted to be The world is not so kind But she sees the best in me She says I make her feel...
If the water isn't crystal clear, then it isn't permissible to touch it. This isn't about water, either.
the last thing she thought of as she was dying was you she thought of your lips and every time that they had touched hers she thought of...
The other day as you held me, you asked if I could breathe. I said yeah but, I don’t think that we were talking about the same thing....
it’s nights like tonight when i wish that i could meet you at the red light. you would think i’d write about a green light because green...
i know u were probably never serious abt the matching tattoos, but i was. i thought it was a cute idea until u turned ice cold. all of...
Based on the short story written by Ray Bradbury You said I was the sun. But you treated me like I was Margot. You said I brightened up...
I turn the fan on before you get here. I’ve dreamed about finding someone like you. Thank you for laughing with me. Thank you for always...
I don’t write about you because I miss you. I don’t write about you because I hate you. I don’t write about you because I am sad. I write...
I want to preface this blog by saying that I normally choose to write these when I am not in a rut. I think better when I’m not in a...