𝐼 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐿𝐿𝑌 𝐺𝑂𝑂𝐷 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝑊𝑂𝑅𝐷𝑆.

and so with that, in conclusion, sometimes all there's needed is a scream to shatter the glass around your own heart. tryna be poetic or whateva (not really succeeding tho!)

❝ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD? HIGH SCHOOL DOESN'T LAST FOREVER. ❞ © inexplicits [2017]

who knew that you could feel

do whatsoever you will as long as you do it beautiful (2017)

over dramatic™ thoughts and grievances (2017-2019) -highest ranking: #34 / recovery #724 / angst #917 / regret

you're responsible for your rose, and for me, and i wish i didn't love the sunset so much. fuck.

"sun-bleached suburbia, clean like the teeth of the teens once were." a poetry collection on suburban corruption

we want a meaning where there isn't one (A/N - SOME PARTS ARE BEING REWRITTEN)

In the night, there are places we do not go. This one especially.