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Let's sit on the balcony of the apartment. As we drink red wine, write poetry. and lose track of time. ***(poetry I had kept in old notebooks)*** (I'm sorry if I have shitty grammar btw. hopefully you understand 😂)

Mostly poems, journal entries, some visual art. Just a place to put my current headspace into words-clumsily perhaps, but all the same. Updates whenever I feel like it, but when I update it will probably be in chunks (I'll post a couple parts at the same time). Enjoy. Or don't, I'm not in control. Eat my ass or hate my guts. It's whatever.

This is basically just my compilations of love poems which I write from time to time. Hope you readers enjoy.

Oui oui, a Shizaya story. •| ⊱✿⊰ |• Some say Izaya Orihara is easier than a book to read. Others say, well, other things. Shizuo Heiwajima is one of the ones that sees right through Orihara. And when he finally does saying something about Izaya's fragile ego, poof. Magical gay stuff happens. •| ⊱✿⊰ |• I do not own any of the characters in this story, or the anime itself. Nor the cover art.

Poetry and what not, because your ho is going through some shit.

Now...you read the title. This is a dark version of Creepypasta, which means yes, I can or cannot say that this is a horror blog or whatever. This is something for people who like these kind of edgy stuff. Now, don't go complaining to me if this makes you feel uncomfortable, because what do you expect? "This is a dark version read the title. These are for the light hearted people! Just to put a warning there!

The following of a gay Swede desperately trying to make his way in America.

Please don't take this seriously all of this is a fucking joke. This is my opinion aswell. So why are Bfb au's like this? AND IM SAYING SOME NOT EVERY (just ignore the title that was mb 😭) ⚠Swear warning