crying glitter and drinking stars
a collection of poems (random crap about the deep abyss of my fucked up mind and some poems about summer flowers and stupid love)
a collection of poems (random crap about the deep abyss of my fucked up mind and some poems about summer flowers and stupid love)
You are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
"human beings are works in progress who mistakenly think they're finished" © taekth 2016
metanoia (noun): the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of life.
my hands write down words my brain can't contain anymore. [highest rankings omfg: #75 in poetry / #358 in random]
The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )