soulmate /ˈsəʊlmeɪt/ • noun A person who was made from the same star as you. // Kuroken AU where the last words your soulmate will say to you appear on your skin when you turn 16, and how Kenma and Kuroo learn what this means over the course of their lives

{SAMPLE: Published on Amazon} Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died. When the Greek Gods and Goddesses were usurped from their home on Mt. Olympus, they crashed upon Earth and enslaved the human race. Children spend their existence inside prisons ran by ruthless Immortals, and upon their eighteenth birthday, they are thrown into an arena to be fought after. Once won, they are scarified with their name and short-lived identity in an unforgiving world, where there is an absence of hope for people with mortality coursing through their red veins. Servitude shackled humanity, but then a girl stood in the arena on the first summer solstice since she turned eighteen years old. A nameless girl, trembling behind the safety of her friend, landed in the Gods' worlds without knowing that she was going to be their unraveling. This wide-eyed slave, who bled two colors. One red like humans. One gold like the gods. Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died, but she's here to take it back. Final Book Cover commissioned by @Fantastical-Ink

Please don't use my poems without my permission. Just some poetry i've been working on lately. Enjoy reading! If you like it, follow my insta: @dreamyhoneydew 💗💗💗

lifeless lively what's the difference really? new book "Oxalis Garden" http://w.tt/1OCv5pI

from: me💜 to: you❤️ in which a girl writes all her feelings down while trying to get over her first love who knows what faith has in hands for her lowercase intended strong language updates: every time i have time started writing: 03-11-19 started posting: 10-12-19 "finished writing": 20-02-20 finished posting: ?

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

this is a collection of poetry focused on trauma, nature, and the intertwining of humanity. a lot of it is self focused

cherries bursting on virgin taste buds under a midnight sun

''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.'' -Herman Hesse Disclaimer: I don't own any of the videos, photos used for this book. Credits go out to the owners.

"but we kept secrets from time, and I saw constellations in your smile . . . " [[ a series of poems ]]