don't cry over spilled milk.

stories from summer. © herultraviolence 17092023

i stole my father's cigarettes so you could scold me for smoking because you are my prettiest love affair.

somewhere in between; eerie, forlorn, and often surreal -

my lovers meld together

✭made in a girl's bedroom the year twentytwentytwo ✦ God save our youth

these bones are made for breaking © KISSNCLUB / 2020 poetry !!

red lipstick, liability and lies

It's a collection of poems that radiate happiness, immense joy, and hope. -------------------------------------------- I hope you guys like it and feel free to comment down your thoughts, okay? Thank you ~Catawampus <3

In this poetry, I've shared my feelings that I couldn't share with anyone but I could write it down. I present to you my poetry and I hope you like it! And yeah one more thing, feel free to comment and give your opinions. Thank you :) #4 in poetry - 12 Feb 23..