A/N I'm still around, I'm 18 now which is a shock, I stopped using wattpad a long time ago but I don't forget this weird little book of poem things I decided to start one random lonely day. I doubt anyone will see this message or still reads this but I'm keeping it around on the off chance someone might find this and resonate with a poem or two in here, everything else is either deleted or set as unpublished. I want to say it gets better but I'm still struggling greatly but if you can find a few small things that make getting up each day slightly easier then that helps, even the smallest things like birds flying free in the sky, a cup of tea, toast, the sunsets and sunrises whatever it is that makes you stop and breathe don't forget about them when your feeling down.
If anyone who sees this and is interested then I have an ao3 account which is @ siriusly_queer and you can come follow me on there.
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Poems and shit
PoetrySo idk if these actually class as poems but they aren't stories so yeah, they are weird and random just pulled from my mind not much thinking but I like them. I apologise if they aren't great or don't make sense but I enjoy writing and want to get m...
