dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

"I think you should -" "Correction: I am in my own body, with my own mind; you do not and cannot tell me what to do."

what a strange feeling

a collection of thoughts that always abruptly en

when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

these poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins

if you're bored and want to cringe at my old ass chapters and writing skills, knock yourself out love u highest ranking #75 in random [started sometime in september 2016]

❝we all нave parallel мeanιngѕ.❞ -lυcι💘