emo drafts

you're responsible for your rose, and for me, and i wish i didn't love the sunset so much. fuck.

[ poetry story / teen fiction ] : about teens, who were afraid. NOTE : feel free to skip the entirety of book i ; autumn and jump straight to book ii ; winter // © 2021-2022 @uranium-girl

i'll make sure to record love how i think should be felt

fighting against toys, hands linked by strings, a puppet with a mind controlled by the heart, chained to our own mind. loraeve © 2021 03-07-2021 ― #3 in POETRYCOLLECTION

archival poetry © 2018 by lee

ARGLE BARGLE WITH A DASH OF HONEY FLAVOURED NOSTALGIA.

POETIC VERSE. i am mine; fully, irrevocably. © 2021, khadija faleel. #25 in poetry

go eat soap and cry or something. COMPLETED 7/31/18