A series of small things that cause my brain to erupt in what looks like words. Poetry, prose, and small excerpts. ***there are some explicit/triggering chapters*** ***Mostly dark material*** ♤ "It flows through my veins. Kind of like a plant that hasn't been fed in awhile." ♤ Black Coffee, 1958.

❝ how do you manage to always hurt yourself? ❞ where richie constantly gives himself papercuts in class to get the shy boy's attention