i hope some of those who read this can relate. prepare yourself for lots of angst 🙃

" she was nicotine, and I was addicted " *lower-case intentional*

WARNING: very old. not very good. you can read it if you want to, but you've been warned ;) Everything as a poem || Cover by @elphadora ||

"ill be with you, no matter what." he said when she was hurting, even if he hurted more

Sappy + Ridiculous = Sapriculous. This is sapriculous, adorkable, sometimes sad, nerdy, poetry.

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

"I....I could always show you.." He told me Huh? "I could always teach you how." He repeated. "What?" I asked astonished he would even say that. "I could teach you how. I could show you how to be touched, how to touch others, even how to touch yourself" He said with seriousness in his voice. He's got to be joking. This has to be a prank. "But...I..." I was literally lost for words. "Think about it, I'm not just going to teach you how to have sex, I'm going to teach you how to be confident and comfortable with your body. Your sexy as hell but your always so unsure of yourself and you act like a shy little girl. Don't you want to be confidence and stand up for yourself? Don't you want to show everyone that inner goddess dying to come out?" "Yes" I mumbled. I was tired of being made fun of. I was tired of being a coward. "So you'll do it?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Should I even do this? Isn't this wrong? Without even thinking I spoke. "Yes I'll let you teach me your ways" I admitted. "Call it, Private Sex Lessons" He smiled. What the actual fuck did I get myself into?