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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)
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 w...
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
❝ 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 ╎ ┖╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌┙
she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.
It's an endless search for something that even the sharpest eyes cannot see. [Beautiful cover made by rigor_samsa.]
these are words, words that form our stories, our hurts, our loves, our triumphs. heed them.
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
the scribbled down thoughts of a girl who's utterly lost. a girl who's begging for anyone to save her, but really it's a certain someone she's wishing for.
♥ so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater ♥ a collection of drabbles, musings, and poetry.
❝I have never been myself as much as I have with you and all these words.❞ A beginner's attempt at poetry, exploring a few different forms and voices while trying to convey loss and beauty. Organized alphabetically, so feel free to read in whatever order you like. Sept. 2013-June 2014 "eye of twilight" from Jan...
these d r e a m s and h o p e s and a s p i r a t i o n s are [killing] me. {lowercase intended}
This is just an assortment of my thoughts. The cover was produced by @etherealinsanity, who has her own collection of thoughts in a book called 'set free', which will literally leave you speechless. She was one of my many inspirations to write myself and has supported me along the way.
A shoebox collection of short fables, stories in verse, discontinued manuscripts, and other fluffy curio. Featured by Wattpad under "Short Story" from October 2013 to 2015.
Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021