oneirataxia; (n.): the inability to distinguish fantasy from reality. NEW BOOK: THE SHADE OF FLOWERS/POETRY BY K.H., OUT NOW!

i wrote this when i thought love was the look in his eyes rather than mine.

a junkyard of poems about love & trauma

in which she tries to speak.

'I wanted to speak oceans, but only told you a drop.' #itsnotaphase {Started on Jan 10, 2017} {Ended on April 1, 2018} #1 in poetry (when the ranks used to actually matter) for 365 days (and more).

en natthimmel av texter * "men så en sensommarkväll möts vi igen jag känner igen dina ögon vi har varit här förut än en gång skiljs vi åt du håller mig i handen vi vaknar ur en midsommardröm låter bli att säga att vi älskar varandra går innan vi går sönder" *

oh, these lonely nights breed such ugly thoughts. → hr : 9PO © 2017 freyyyaa

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