Kindanot cerita

I'm just gonna put stuff in here I either like or just a bunch of random crap don't expect too much of it.

I have no idea what this is gonna be. Probs a couple rants about things at school XD. Or just random shite that means nothing to no one. I'm starting this while half asleep. Ok. Imma go do the sleep thing now. I'm now awake. I hate that I started this. Sorry to anyone that read this before awake me fixed it. I'm going to continue my day now. Bye. Welp, can't be school rants that's been finished 😂😂 it's now exclusively life rants. Have fun reading when my dumbass remembers to update this thing 😂😂

When my mind can't stop running, I do this.

mainly thoses days where we struggle, we have the problems, and they're just over the place, and thats how I see them

When the Sully family is forced to flee the forest and seek refuge with the Metkayina, Neteyam finds himself trapped in a world he never chose. The sea is unfamiliar, unforgiving, and nothing like the home he was forced to leave behind. Kì'ral was born of the ocean, but his dreams have always belonged to the sky. A Metkayina warrior and teacher, he has learned to stay where the tide placed him-even when his heart looks elsewhere. Thrown together by circumstance, duty, and survival, the two meet at the edge of worlds they do not fully belong to. Between rivalry and guidance, longing and restraint, the sea teaches them more than how to swim. Because the sea gives, and the sea takes- and sometimes, it brings two souls together just long enough to change them both.

I saw a challenge recently, to wake up at three in the morning and type the first thing that pops in your head, and so this is a compilation of those thoughts and poetic phrases. We'll see how it turns out.

Warning: This does not have a theme and is simply about things that took up my thoughts. This is as random as jelly beans. Read at own risk. Not all the things I have written about are things I have experienced. When reading this, you may simply read all the poems or go to the chapters and pick something you are interested in. If this bores you, you just wasted a couple of minutes of your life for nothing. If you chose to read this, thanx a bunch of flowers child. I have written a book in the past and has some/if not most of the poems but it was written by a old me and it was not edited.....AT ALL.