a collection of thoughts that always abruptly en

ǁ Little folded up notes for people. ©ClaireLuna ǁ #31 12/19/15

my hands write down words my brain can't contain anymore. [highest rankings omfg: #75 in poetry / #358 in random]

persistent, irrational fear of a specific object, activity, or situation that leads to a compelling desire to avoid it. © sushitae- 「 highest ranking: #20 in poetry 」

when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]

a collection of poems about love lost and found between two people. {+} © durmsteiger 2015 (lowercase intended)

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

we are all just misfit human beings infatuated with the idea of perfection.