This is an assemblage of poetry from my conscience. They range from my thoughts on love, sex, depression, the world, to whatever else people think about while looking out a window, or taking a shower, or lying in bed. Enter at your own risk. This is bound to be a bumpy ride. Enjoy. (all photos i use are from tumblr and none are mine unless i say so)

Aria is uptight and sheltered, but gets her taste of the hood when she visits her cousins for the summer in Maywood. Mekhi is the son of a distant gangster father and an absent alcoholic mother, but he wants to be better than them, even though his brother is in the way. After a bad start, the two find that they mean so much to each other. But will love save them from their bleak lives or will it tear them apart?