it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.

she let her pain bleed into poetry.

stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017

❝ONCE MY DEMONS ARE GONE, SO AM I❞ nikki [ middlenarnias ] july, 21st 2O16

oh my dearest blossoming flower, never wilt away .