Grungeaesthetic Stories

This is a collection of all my poems/paragraphs written out of love , hate, frustration and with a nights worth of tears or laughter behind them I hope someone of you find Inspiration out of these poems or help shine some light on a dark moment in your life , so that you know you're not alone. Never ever are you alone. We all have emotions and their damn confusing. So here's my try at figuring them out. One poem at a time.

They're too young to feel this old. In the forgotten town of Graveton, five teenagers cling to each other like cigarette smoke-aimless, angry, and already halfway broken. Ash doesn't talk much, but their art says everything. Milo writes poetry he never shows. Roe lives between couches and alleyways. Jules has a voice like a blade and nowhere to put it. And Zeph? Zeph's been burning out for years. Set in the grey, rain-slicked haze of the early 2000s, Cracked Teeth & Cigarettes is a raw, slow-burning coming-of-age about queer kids, bad habits, and the ghosts we carry when no one's watching.

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"𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙣!?!?" 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑: 𝘄𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗷𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝟮𝟮 W͜͡e͜͡l͜͡c͜͡o͜͡m͜͡e͜͡

Valenridge High is cursed-by grief, by secrets, and by six teenagers who don't know how to stay alive without falling apart first. They don't fit in. They don't heal right. And they definitely don't trust each other. Sienna wants to be loved or ruined-whichever hurts more. Damian would burn the world to feel something real. Evan hides behind jokes and cigarette smoke. Isadora's smile is sharp enough to kill. Cleo listens more than she speaks-and remembers everything. And Riven? Riven is already halfway gone. When one of them uncovers a secret that threatens to unravel their lives-and the truth about a girl who died without a goodbye-they make a pact: Run away. Together. Before someone else disappears. But trust is a dangerous thing. And loving each other might be the deadliest risk of all. ★ Teen angst. Found family. Obsession. Secret letters. Unhinged romance. Dark romance. Escape plans. Mental scars. Perfume. Blades. And the fear you'll never be remembered. They call themselves the Dead Hearts Club. And they don't plan to come back.

Feelings and such. Start date: 05.03.2016 End date:

Sometimes it's hard to find the aesthetic that fits you best. (I know it's hard for me too) As I got to looking, it's pretty cool to find that there's a large variety of styles and even personalities that just fits so aesthetically. I enjoy picking out what objects, shapes, and colors go together so perfectly. (might not be that perfect, I could be wrong) But I'll try my best in research JUST FOR FUN : ) and please don't be shy and tell me your type of aesthetic

As Minamoto Kou was walking back home from a highschool party along with Nene and Hanako, he suddenly meets his cocky and soft frenemie, Mitsuba Sousuke. But what is this..? He notices the gradual changes in his so called "frenemie". Sousuke had turned into a total girly punk. Did Kou just turn his dark friendship into love that had been annoying him all his life in those gloomy yet calming nights he spent after meeting Sousuke? ✎Characters: 彡Mitsuba Sousuke 彡Kou Minamoto 彡Nene Yashiro 彡Yugi Amane (Hanako) 彡Side characters (shijma, tsukasa, etc.) ╰┈➤ All characters are owned by Aidairo themselves. ╰┈➤The art in the cover page is fully owned by me. Repost with credits, but stealing, tracing or claiming it as your own is prohibited. :D

you either fuck love, or you get fucked by it Nymph gets absolutely fucked

I like to walk when I'm too stressed to sleep, here's some thoughts that consume my mind while I walk.

Set in the neon-stained underbelly of Los Angeles, this is the story of Amber Scarlett Grey - a model with a perfect face and a breaking mind - and Harrison Vale - a mechanic with bruised knuckles and no interest in being seen. She's fame-drenched and numb. He's adrenaline-hungry and hidden. They meet under rooftop lights and drug-laced chaos, where secrets are currency and no one really sleeps. Surrounded by a reckless found family of thieves, lost girls, and broken boys, they crash into each other with the force of everything they're running from. Together, they fall into glitter-drenched nights, stolen jewelry, rooftop kisses, and poolside collapses. But nothing in this world is free - not desire, not truth, not even survival. A story about thrill over meaning. Love over logic. Fireworks over safety.

Just some aesthetic pictures, gifs, quotes, and mood boards I found that I thought I should share :)

"you know..they say if you spend time with someone you like for too long you eventually fall in love" "but we have been spending time forever and we still don't like each other in this kind of way" "so what if i ask you to fall in love with me?" "huh?" "i mean..if i ask you and you try and i will try too then we eventually fall in love with each other" "so what? we dating now?" "seems like it" -------- i don't know where this story is going but i will just continue writing anyways. English is NOT my first language. in fact its my third so if the grammer or anything is not quite right excuse me. ----- bxb lgbt idk tf this is