The scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.

|| I'm a thousand colours-- but still, I'm waging a war against b l a c k and w h i t e || ______________ p r i s m s © Aneet, September 2015 lowercase intended

❝ just like relativity, we are only a theory ❞ • amateur writings of golden poetry • [cover by @antigravitea]

careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.

No way ever so undoing an unbreakable wall conspiratorially built by those shattered themselves.

parallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an apparent shift in the position of an object, such as a star, caused by a change in the observer's position that provides a new line of sight. the parallax of nearby stars caused by observing them from opposite points in earth's orbit around the sun is used in estimating the stars' distance from earth through triangulation. very few art works in this book belong to me.

Poetry on nature and experience

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