Inessenceofpotatoes Stories

and he tells me I'm perfect.

A collection of poems :> Just a few pebbles dusted with soil and small bits of leaves along the garden path. I don't bleed tears into words on paper, I'm the tear tha...

⋆ Tʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᶠˡⁱᶜᵏᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ ㅤ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ˢᵖᵃʳᵏˡᵉˢ ᶠˡᵒᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵉʸᵉ ⋆

The Little Ghost is a representation of us when we're in a dark place in our minds and feel alone. Just when we're about to escape it, we fall back into that dark place...

your eyes are like crystals.

ʚ A love letter, withㅤㅤㅤ kaleidoscope butterfliesㅤㅤㅤ sentㅤㅤfrom me, to her ɞㅤㅤㅤ What I always wanted to say but never got to say to that someone, as a...

A collection of poems :> WARNING: implications of physical and verbal abuse, violence, and slight descriptions of panic attacks.