a collection of bts angst and fluff.

THOSE WHO ARE MORTAL BURN BRIGHTER © 2017 by lee

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.

❛❛jimin bir gecede her şeyi batırır ve yanlışlıkla hoşlandığı çocuğa mesaj atar.❜❜ bu bir çeviri hikayesidir. tüm hakları ao3 sitesinden "blt_prf" adlı yazara aittir.

I TRY TO PUT COSMIC INTERCONNECTEDNESS INTO WORDS.

eating rose jam in the backseat of ur car ©2016, ina

oh romeo, why must you be born a montague? ©contra, 2016

"FRAGILE, delicate, broken- words that I hope you never become." A letter from a mother to her future daughter. [#71 in Poetry 1.9.16]

[Completed] » So he looked outside the window, because he couldn't handle the cold inside her eyes. « This is just a short story. It is meant to open your eyes. Just read to find out what this story is about.