both weep for the thorns in their skulls when the sun is killed and summer has gone by and the rain is acidic. tragic is they are mortals, and mortals are made of greed and unholy prayers.

poetry. ❝my eyes dance across the vast sky and land on the sun as it gloriously dives its way home to the welcoming embrace of the horizon; handing over the baton to the bewitching moon.❞

identity theft

you are my sun #11 052418 #7 070618 #1 071018 © 123017, enamoramos

[ poetry story / teen fiction ] : about teens, who were afraid. NOTE : feel free to skip the entirety of book i ; autumn and jump straight to book ii ; winter // © 2021-2022 @uranium-girl

Collected phrases and fragments.

you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018

come a little closer, i wanna tell u how i feel.

「 for a sky full of stars. 」 ＋ICHIGOLD

stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017