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  • That Which Runs Rampant par GuruOfNone
    GuruOfNone
    • WpView
      LECTURES 239
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 28
    Sometimes thoughts are too much to handle, choking your mind and your lungs. And sometimes thoughts are spilling over, eager to be shared and to teach others. And sometimes thoughts need to be kept, safe and secret and all to yourself. ------ Random poems derived from the thoughts that storm my mind.
  • Beginners guide to Over Atlantic  par samembrose
    samembrose
    • WpView
      LECTURES 17,382
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 28
    So this is a book to help new fans learn more about the band and for older fans to maybe learn something more. Some of the things in this book might not be true so if you know the aren't please don't murder me just message me and tell me the right fact and if you have other facts or you want to add onto one of the facts you can also message me and I will give you credit at the end of the chapter.
  • Thoughts par shadow_zombies
    shadow_zombies
    • WpView
      LECTURES 31
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 2
    Just some thoughts that continue to go around in my head... So I wrote them out
  • short stories/scenarios  par _sheepingaround_
    _sheepingaround_
    • WpView
      LECTURES 17
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 2
    just a comfy space for me to write hope you like! -esheep
  • I Think Too Much par lettuce_butt
    lettuce_butt
    • WpView
      LECTURES 23
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 3
    Title
  • Over Atlantic Visuals 1 par samembrose
    samembrose
    • WpView
      LECTURES 33,532
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 102
    a book fill]ed with visual preferences (pictures and gifs and stuffs) but there are no dirty ones because that's nasty
  • Midnight Song. par killzi
    killzi
    • WpView
      LECTURES 74
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 4
    It wasn't too late for the thoughts that whispered in my ear. Which were barren of any words, for it was lonely and dark. The night has inflicted its claws. Not threatening was the darkness, just an invitation for the unknown, my journey depicted was not mapped. But as always awaited by my eager eyes. My eyes closed, in the state of semi-consciousness, I feel it around me, the ghosts that twirl, the inferior jealousy inside of me, even the feel of him against my head and the whispers of my own writing that snake around me. This is a mere, bunch of thoughts that go through my head either in the middle of the night or during the day when I'm not supposed to have them. Warning it may a couple of adult themes, but doesn't straight up speak about sex.
  • "what's on your mind?" "nothing good" par uhtotalghost
    uhtotalghost
    • WpView
      LECTURES 790
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 24
    its whatever my mind spits out.
  • Twisted Words par CourtneyOldham
    CourtneyOldham
    • WpView
      LECTURES 210
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 16
    A collection of poetry compiled of twisted words. It may not mean anything to some, and it may mean everything to another.
  • All Over Atlantic Requested Imagines  par samembrose
    samembrose
    • WpView
      LECTURES 8,207
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 35
    These are all the requests from my other book 'Over Atlantic Imagines and Preferences' enjoy
  • ~Pink Belch~ par pandyck
    pandyck
    • WpView
      LECTURES 25
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 2
    Join the chaos of my thoughts, sometimes my mind puke something I need to share