Historias de Illbefine

Vents, life stuff, drawings maybe

This is the story of me . If my daily life and feelings . Maybe even poems or songs

the title Also I specially just draw in pencil and maybe ink it. Maybe

Simply writing down the stuff that goes through my head.

"She was a rainbow, but he was color blind." 🌈☄️🌺☄️🌈 A collection of short, sad stories.

Just the full truth. Prepare for some deep shit to happen.

Yes, I realize I have friends and family that love me. But they aren't at my co-op and youth group. I'm just tired of feeling like I'll never fit in. Maybe I just can't.

Everyone has a way to go through life. Sometimes happens that our ways cross each other...

This is just my thoughts from late at night when I can't sleep. I hope this helps people.🖤

Love hurts

unexpectedly people go missing and all that is left from crime scene are bones a new murder is in town will this new murder be stopped or continue his or her work ?

I hate society... And the sad part is that I am a part of it..

I want to die.

Can you patch a broken canvas? Entry to the Ambys 2021 - Poetry Category