thank you, have a nice day!
it will make sense in the morning.
a story about a boy who died boring. in which four teens are woven into the death of eighteen year old derik vincent.
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
“i give a fuck. i give a lot of fucks, actually. i'm a prostitute of feelings.”
6 am is a collection of poems about the worst kind of pain a heartbreak serves. This is the poem to all the lovers that went wrong and too confused to describe how they feel out there.
if only you knew the love i felt, the beauty i crave, the darkness i bring - would you long for me, then? {❦} = personal favorites of mine
gus; [noun] 1. the only boy who likes the stars © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.
the story of the children, not of the witches who lived, but of those who were burned. their revenge continues on. the flame held by the cracked torch passes along the steps of a downward staircase; with a fire that holds the history of death, it is alight with the inferno of the sun, alight with anger. versus the...
you're responsible for your rose, and for me, and i wish i didn't love the sunset so much. fuck.