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|| 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
❝S h e who uses intimacy as a way of trying to forget.❞ All rights reserved. @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2019
to @CALLOUSEDTOUCHES. her eyes were the same color as the sea in a postcard someone sends you when they love you, but not enough to stay. her eyes were the cornflower blue, the hue of the most magical things in life the sea, the sky and all my reasons why. [lower case intended] s t a r t e d 11th Feburary, 6:...
She's a once in a life time kind of girl. #36| non-fiction| [10.3.17] cover by - @crookednights
***WATTPAD FEATURED STORY*** In order to forgive, you must forget, and the only way to do that is to distract yourself with the present, throw away the past, and keep your eyes steady on the future.
❝If I'm going to write a book it will be about you − about your flaws − because when I first fell in love with you it was because of your flaws.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
"because today just ended and tomorrow just began" yesteryear beckons when a cloud of soot settles over our faces. past, pesent, future-- they're all a part of an extended time loop. oh and.... history repeats itself. always.
Some storms are but ordinary. [highest rank #118 in short story as of 27.05.16 cover by - @crookednights
to @CALLOUSEDTOUCHES. nothing, absolutely nothing which had even a speck of her left on it could suffice in a mere description. so how could this, a reminder of everything that she left behind be described. [lower-case intended] s t a r t e d 5th febraury, 12:57 am. e n d e d ongoing.
❝of no broken bones or false bodies❞ in emmanuel's opinion, whoever made up the term "REST IN PEACE" should go die again because that is the one thing the dead can't do. while emmanuel is completely disregarded in the living world, he's a celebrity icon among the dead for being able to see and interact them. constant...
❝She was too busy to realize that he did see everything in her − too busy to realize that he still does.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
about a girl who is beautiful but nothing else and a girl who is ugly but utterly talented [extended summary inside] -.-.-.-.-.-.- #FreeYourBody
-thoughts in the form of little rivulets that part from the undulating river of my cryptic mind in a poetic jumble of words- ~ e s o t e r i c p h i l o s o p h i e s ~ ©Aneet, August 2015 lowercase intended
❝She was my dream girl − but I knew eventually I had to wake up.❞ Sequel to, u n r e q u i t e d All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
❝ just like relativity, we are only a theory ❞ • amateur writings of golden poetry • [cover by @antigravitea]
❝This is a why her, why not me story.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
in which a boy forgets how to breathe every time he sees her face. [ extended summary inside ] for all of these causes: #freeyourbody #bodypositivity #nomorebullying #stopbodyshaming #projectcharacter #helpfightcliches #weareteenqueens #breakstereotypes #projectacceptyou
❝She was pain in the form of the one who broke his heart.❞ All rights reserved. @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
#FreeYourBody |A story written in poems.| The illness talked about in this story is called PCO (Poly Cystic Ovaries). What is PCO? Polycystic ovarian syndrome, or PCOS, is a condition in which a woman's levels of the sex hormones estrogen and progesterone are out of balance. This leads to the growth of ovarian cysts...