Here are some thoughts I wrote down, usually late at night. Mostly about him. Sometimes about life. Read if you want to, react if you want to. It's just here because I feel like I need them to be somewhere. Somewhere to be found. Somewhere to be remembered. In case somebody ever cared, here is it. Thats me. Thats how...
it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
❝to love is to enjoy seeing, touching, and sensing with all the senses, as closely as possible, a lovable object which loves in return.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 04/01/18 ]
