"Have you ever touched yourself before, Charlie?" I asked him openly. He glanced at me like he had just seen a ghost. "I- WHO- WHY-WOULD YOU ASK ME THIS??!?" He squirmed. I laughed at him, I loved making him nervous. "Ohhh, how could I forget? The innocent, sweet, kind, angelic Charlie. Who's mother works with special needs children, and father owns a charity buisness. Charlie would never hurt a fly. He's WAYY too innocent to ever do something so filthy" I said dramatically. He scratched the back of his neck. "Does Charlie even know what masturbation is?" I smirked. His eyes widened like I had just cursed him. He made a small noise in his throat. With every sentance, he gave me an even more dirtier look. "I-I'm not even innocent" he said. "How about you prove it to me?" I asked. Charlie is a good boy. A straight a student with a wealthy family, and even a mother who used to be famous. June, the bad girl who moves in next door ends up running into him. Could this new "friend" of his corrupt him in ways he's never imagined? (TRUST THE PROCESS ON THIS BOOK PLEASEEE. AS MUCH AS I WANTED TO WRITE JUST ALL SMUT, IM ACC TRYING TO GIVE IT A STORYLINE HERE ASWELL)

times have changed

Hey, you can do this. I love you so much. Please read this. I keep seeing people on my fyp saying they're taking a shit ton of pills, and then they go offline. I'm literally sobbing while writing this because I just saw another. I hate it that I'm always too late. So heres this- my attempt to try and help you before it gets to that point.

Patuloy pa'rin akong magsusulat hangga't meron akong mga mambabasa. ✏WOMANunulat

All the words I've wish i told him and all the questions i ask myself

❝why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it?❞ ➢ a collection of poetry ∙ ∙ ∙ I stopped writing. There was no real reason for it, but for some reason, I just did. No words on paper anymore, no way to let my thoughts out. I kept everything inside and just stayed quiet while continuing to live my life. By myself, this time. Until I couldn't anymore. I need to feel again, need to live again, need to love again. That's why I'm picking up the pen to let all the words I kept inside flow onto the paper, the thoughts that never left my mind, and what I've never told you. Hey there, it's me. And I have something to tell you. * daily updates * What others said: "This is an utterly beautiful and thought provoking collection of work." - PrettyLittleQueenA "Beautiful ❤️❤️" - TheHermitCrab "The world needs your words." - bandito06 #1 in modernpoetry! ‣ cover by @dysanic

you'll see.

✿ Like sunflowers I want to grow in the places where there is melliflous poetry, soft anxiety, imbue art, ethereal canvas, wild fleurs, iridescent galaxies and nefarious stars ✿ [Ranked highest #1 in poems] ACHIEVEMENTS ♡ #1 in writings on 16.01.2019 ♡ #2 in thoughts on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poems on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in quotes on 18.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poem on 16.01.2019

WARNING: very old. not very good. you can read it if you want to, but you've been warned ;) Everything as a poem || Cover by @elphadora ||