❝and yet i pretend not to know why your image is painted in my eyes.❞ poetry #216 [© afterwords 2015]

A collection of short or long or medium sized combinations of words that make me feel something.

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}

of grassy meadows and sunlit dreams // poetry of the honey sweet love

Basically lovely but also insanity

trust issues amirite

what a strange feeling

i told you not to forget me but you forgot that too. poetry #171 [copyright afterwords 2015]