❝to infinity, endlessly, without limit.❞ - in which i write poems on the nature of christianity, homosexuality, and the absence of a father.

I spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018

thoughts laid out, bare, without any barriers. #30 POE 290117

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.