"this tastes like shit" The introvert speaks! Are you satisfied?

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

you are my sun #11 052418 #7 070618 #1 071018 © 123017, enamoramos

my disposition on your skin © 072818 , enamoramos

yūgen fantasies laced in velour reverie

/məˌmɛntəʊ ˈmɔːri,məˌmɛntəʊ/ noun an object kept as a reminder of the inevitability of death, such as a skull.

the world is on the cusp of its next rebirth, won't you hold my hand to see what we've become? © -immortalitatis beautiful cover by the equally beautiful @hurtcopain

live love die, all on the same night.™

Neither salt nor sugar settles on your tongue. Only this blood of mine does. Neither I nor she fills up your heart. Only these tears of mine do. [POETRY/PROSE]

[ POETRY/PROSE ] ʸᵒᵘ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉ ˢᵃᵏᵘʳᵃ.