𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧
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!)
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
what's wrong with being a timebomb? [WARNING: contains violent imagery, including blood and weaponry.] [AN: the album folie a deux by fall out boy is a good soundtrack to this, imo.] [votes and comments are always appreciated!] [ik it has a lot of parts and that seems daunting but a lot of them are short poems s...
win a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets