1. the sad story of a broken mind incoherently splattered in words. 2. the dead caricature of someone too far gone to see. 3. not enough. #53 in poetry / #163 in short story (29-10-14)

She set out to destroy herself, piece by piece she fall apart until the remains were too scattered and maybe she should've stopped from lighting herself on fire but why would she, when she had a lighter and the world around her was a tank filled with gasoline? Why is destruction so beautiful? She thought destruction was beautiful so she set out to destroy herself. [ beautiful cover by @saddened] {Poetry #68 / Teen Fiction #575} {Poetry #59 / Teen Fiction #604}

a collection of my thoughts with nowhere to go.

a collection of thoughts, poems and writings, by yours truly. copyright by heights on wattpad; please do not redistribute or you will be dealt with accordingly. poetry #272 other #417 26/10

An assortment of my poems.

some things just define us.

❝ my thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations. but you, hazel grace, you’re a supernova. ❞ // based on john green’s “the fault in our stars”

❝ i've got the freedom to do whatever i please ❞ // some songs, a lot of poems, and all of me. // ┍╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌┑ ╎ copyright © believeinmeee ╎ ┖╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌┙

A collection of thoughts or stories written in verse.

you are my three a.m. thoughts. { lower case intended }