Poems from a Muddled Soul
I love poetry, and that's an understatement. So here are a few poems I've written about everything and anything. Let's hope I don't do literature any injustice : ) - Pooja
I love poetry, and that's an understatement. So here are a few poems I've written about everything and anything. Let's hope I don't do literature any injustice : ) - Pooja
OK y'all since my other "art book" just became shitposting and tags THIS art book with be all art. Nothing but art. Promise.
Rhea Neil is, to the common eye, a normal girl. 10th grade, high school, music lover. Normal. Of course, she has something no one knows. She finds Casey endearing, a mixture of her darkest fears and deepest wants. Casey Grayson is, in all forms of the word, terrifying. She's on the football team, goes to part...
Anna. Oh poor Anna. Didn't you know Alex? Agno Phelebria is contagious. Oh didn't you know? Didn't you know? No. Hamilton didn't know. Nobody did. I give you a word of warning. Prepare yourself. This will not be easy. It won't be easy for you, for Alex, for Thomas, for John, or for Anna. Or for Phillip and Eacker. It...
"It's okay. I'm better now, I'm not scared. I-I'm not scared of you now. Remember?? The pill, Thomas? I mean come on, don't you want this?" Thomas reddened and he laughed, trying to push Alex off. Alex held on tight, digging his nails into Thomas's thighs. He winced as he looked down at Alex. "Alex, it is very tempti...