win a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets

murder has never been sweeter. kill your darlings and meet your maker.

in four parts

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boys will be bugs

we shared pills and basked in their thrill. we howled at the moon and refused to walk in the daylight. we ran away from the world, vowing never to return. we were in love. we were diseased, disillusioned, dying. we thought we were free. we were lost.

water coloured dreams

there is half a moon that i can't really swallow

error 666 teenage minds out of control.

dying by day ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･no. 4 in poetry 11.20.20 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ © VANGOHS, 2020