Dragging Stories

A poem that just came to me. Not finished yet. There are days that I feel very much like this poem. Like gravity is dragging me down.

dedicated to all the necks we came for started ; june 25, 2020

Landin Dolan was never normal, he had dreams of people, he didn't know, dying, since he was 13 years old. It was his job to figure out what each dream meant, and what he...

These are little short stories I've written. Hope you like them!

rants upon rants upon rants and the occasional option buttt....like Im lazy af and will take three years to update. oops

This is a collection of poems about remembering certain elements of the past that felt, indeed, very special to me. I hope you find reading it special, as well as reachi...

I was sitting at the table in the café where we were supposed to meet. The hours were dragging on and I was getting worried. He should be here, he should have called at...

We are in the fight for our lives, literally, against the regressive forces of those who would drag us back to the past. This is an oscillating poem about hope and fear...

ehehehehehe this is a joke don't expect it to be good, bitches

Amber: Life was hard at 1. Tough at 5. Challenging at 10. Impossible at 15. Well there is the fact that I have a totally opposite twin of me. That's hard enough. It woul...

Ballsack

Issa lot

When you become a warrior, your strength will be visible to the weak. Every night after the full moon find your brothers and sisters, and what the moon will buy you Five...